Day 145 - Happy Hour

My foot is covering the glasses, but we did have some kind of beverage as we sat on the porch of our rental trailer.  3 years ago, Don and I were the least hip of all the hipsters, staying at El Cosmico in Marfa, TX. We had a mighty fine time, sitting and watching other "campers" moving into teepees and trailers nearby. Evening chats with a snack and drink are a treat anywhere. 

Happy Hours:  In Tulsa, in the backyard with neighbors and kids... Hacienda Restaurant in St. Louis in the 1980's... "Mari de Villa" where my grandma Daw lived and drinks were served with a little piano entertainment... On cold evenings, at home on the couch with a fire...