That first taste of my end-of-day beer, which is always the moment when the anxiety starts to leach out of me, like sweat cooling on the skin.
— Jo Ann Beard, Festival Days (Little, Brown & Company, March 16, 2021)
Photo: Elevate via Pexels
I can't sleep…
That first taste of my end-of-day beer, which is always the moment when the anxiety starts to leach out of me, like sweat cooling on the skin.
— Jo Ann Beard, Festival Days (Little, Brown & Company, March 16, 2021)
Photo: Elevate via Pexels
You? Beer? Why is it I can’t picture it?
Funny you know that. I don’t drink. And esp not beer. Never had a taste for it. But these words and this photo make me thirst for it.
I know you don’t drink 🙂 Probably a good thing because between beer and ice cream, you’d be in a load of trouble 😉
It is a great photo. And I do enjoy a pint so… Friday! Woot!
Exactly…
I want. Now.
Laughing. So does Dale!
Dale calls me A cheap drunk.
Takes one to know one.
Dale is NOT a cheap drunk
Still laughing…
Nope…
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It’s FRIDAY!! … “That first taste of my end-of-day beer!”
ahhhhhh….
ahhhh….
Nothing better on a hot summer afternoon
ahhh… that first sip of beer. one of the highlights of any day 🙂
Look who’s Back! We missed you Jim!
thanks, David! it fells good to be back!