Maggie and I step out on our balcony, ready to head to town. We have a package, a gift, perched on our rocker.
Santa is early.
My first ever bottle of Crown, and it's apple!
Reckon’ there’s a hint here, apple/cinnamon cocktail? Cut one with the other so you don’t grow hair on your chest?
I learned with Gentleman Jack, crisp apple flavor is more a state of mind, than actuality.
Not often do I welcome guests to my nest, but when I do, I have a very nice selection of warm winter libations.
Apple, cinnamon, and chocolate.
Thank you Santa.
Write a comment