A Special Time of Year

Sometimes, you don't have to look at the calendar to have it really soak in, that Summer is gone, and that Fall has arrived. You notice one day that the trees are begining to drop their leaves. It's cooler in the mornings. Kids are back in school. Schools sports have kicked off, and weekend barbeques are mostly for local clubs and not competitions. It's a good time of year.

The cool weather makes for good barbeque. The mellow aroma of hickory smoke lingers just a little before the breeze shares it with the neighborhood. Neighbors bearing bourbon begin stopping by. Hell, strangers bearing bourbon stop by, and suddenly everyone likes my taste in music, loves the Ole Miss Rebels, and adamantly insists that bourbon is a legitimate breakfast drink.

Nothing brings people together quite like bourbon and barbeque. There's something special about a bunch of folks getting together around a huge smoker, sipping bourbon, and singing outlaw country music at the top of their lungs as the sun crawls up over the horizon. You just know it's going to be a great day.

Cheers.