The Smuggs Chronicle, Part Nine

stories about old memories


Ninth Day: August 26, 2013

Downtown Jeffersonville. We bought wine, a scarf — and her birthday card. All before lunch.
gray clouds a sigh of relief clutching that envelop

Rain Day. We rest at Sycamore. Using the sausage, olive cholis and the variety of cheeses — Brie, two different cheddars — that we bought at the Cabot Creamery factory outlet, Mira makes a European continental lunch.

The extra sharp cheddar with cooked sausage on a slice of cholis bursts with flavors: pungent, sour cheese combines with luscious, biting meat. I wash mine down with glasses of Franzia burgundy.

Rattling raindrops —
another slice of cheese
and sausage

Mist over Mount Mansfield. Only its peak rises above it.

A late afternoon dinner followed by the Fun Zone. Mira and I keep up a volley playing table tennis. Frankie descends the giant inflatable sign over and over.

Cloud-covered mountains
a sky full of
unseen stars

read from the beginning: Pre-Smuggs Insomnia, the Prequel


photograph by Jez Timms

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