tailgatin'

The minnows were intrigued with my new water shoes.

 It was hot. What better than a swift river to lie down in? And picnic. And drink beer.  And talk. It was just like the kitchen table only with minnows. I finally had people to go to The Slab with me. Alison was down from Kansas City and open to a diversion, so she and David came out. We had salads and watermelon and fried chicken but ate very little of it. We could have, though. I drove the truck down to the water and put down the tailgate.

Alison enjoys a sophisticated beverage.