Tales From The Wild: Episode I

Last night as the world darkened, as the cool wind lightly fluttered the leaves of the cottonwood trees beside the banks of a crystal clear lake, I sat watching the dying embers of the campfire before turning in for a nights slumber under the stars. The world in which I sat seemed peaceful and content. The cicada’s singing their persistent and lonely refrain, when through the air a piercing declaration of ‘Oh My God, Oh My God’ arose from the lesbian couple four lots down in the campsite. I thought briefly of joining in their lakeside devotional but as my wife is firmly against organized religion, I simply sat and enjoyed the campfire as best I could.