Another weekend of grilling lunch is passing by.
This afternoon, I enjoyed the blue sky, warm sun, the sizzle of burgers on the grill, and the roar from the racetrack, south of the Interstate.
A pleasant, serene, moment in my life here in small town America.
I think I've got the hang of grilling burgers without incinerating them. And, this week, I did it without supervision.
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