Since the spring moot I have taken to my wanders and made contact with good family friends. It was mid afternoon when I stepped into the clearing containing their tents and cooking fires. For I while I relaxed with my past acquaintances, drank mead and discussed the comings and goings of a life I left behind when I took retirement. Warmth, a good meal, mead and good company, sometimes simple pleasures and hospitality are more than enough to fill the soul.
