The happy place

This weekend, we did sit outside in the cold and dark, barbecuing under the stars.

I was sat in one of these chairs which you can put the beer cans in it’s handrests.

There I sat, feeling warm and cold, mesmerised by the fire and the flames, the cinders.

Listening to the burning firewood.

drinking beers

With some friends

Freezing. And yet feeling warm.

Just this small oasis of light and warmth in the cold, dark night.

Such times are the best.