Dusk at Smoke Tree.
A time to reflect on a long day of travel, and to await the balance of our team.
As the latecomers made their approach...
...conversation would soon turn to far graver matters.
A storm was coming.
A golden shower from which there would be no escaping. Mild concern escalated to fear.
Though some remained complacant, one thing became certain...
...it was 'every man for himself'.
...stay tuned for tennis court touch and go a la the pedo shack...
2 comments:
despite much hand-wringing, the defense of the sleeping quarters was flawless.
Watch what you say, Smith knows where you lay your head!
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