I feel pretty confident when I say that my uncle's backyard is the best spot for roasting hot dogs over a fire.
After bowling with YA on Saturday night we gathered around the fire pit, making s'mores, talking about old stories, plans for the future, even said a goodbye to a friend moving away for a new job the next day. It was nothing big, but for some reason the weather, the atmosphere, the company--everything--felt really good that night. I think I'll put this night up as one of the highlights of Summer 2011.
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