Cheers To The Magic Carpet

I had a grand treat yesterday, enclosed in a small, warm, safe space, wrap-around glass, with loving, funny people, high in the snow-covered mountains picnicking on great food, dessert, and hot coffee.  We glided through hollows white with snow with wet black boulders in the creases and silver streams bouncing icily along and slowly winged to the tops of ancient passes now crystal cathedrals of God.  I was surrounded by those that loved and celebrated me with laughter and good cheer while The Great Ageless One provided the entertainment, a blockbuster hit, The Great Smoky Mountains.  Days of treats they are, these days of burrowing in with loved ones in a magic carpet hiking the soul-warming cold of The Ancient of Days ancient hills.  Cheers to family, cheers to love, cheers to birthdays, cheers to God, cheers to the minivan.