re: Best Ribs in Athens

Throughout the night, when there's no direct light, and a thin veil of clouds keeps the stars out of sight, I can smell the colors, outside on my lawn... the moist green organic, that my feet tread upon.. and the black oleander, surrounded by blues...



I get so overwhelmed by olfactory hues.

Sweet Lawn Jazz by Phish... only 2:35, it is ok... 1990 material