We drank a local microbrew. Sitting on my screened porch. The beer mugs were
unmatching, from the second hand store in Angel's Camp where I routinely
shop for glassware replacements. Wine glasses. Beer glasses. Always
slipping from my hands and shattering in the sink or on the floor.
Last week, the marguarita glass. Green. So beautiful with salt on the rim
and ice cubes floating in lime juice and tequila. Smashed on my study
floor. Thought I'd gotten up all the pieces but hadn't. Stepped
on one and it is causing a hard swelling on the bottom of my foot.
It will probably work its way out.