Longing

We had the climbing bros over for dinner tonight, for Bridge's Going Away Feast.  It was a good time, and of course Isis was delighted by all the company.

She was also delighted (as were we all) by the scent of Nathan's home-smoked brisket.

What's that, Isis?  Timmy's in the well and needs brisket to keep him going?  Fair enough...