The Star (St. Lucia) - - COMMENT - By Slim Ran­dles Brought to you by The Com­plete Cow­boy Bucket List. See it at LPDPress.com.

The even­ing was one of those that came back to you time af­ter time, year af­ter long year. It comes back and whis­pers of how good life can be when you’re well fed, en­joy­ing life, and a good friend that shares the front porch with you on a sum­mer’s even­ing.

It was that way with Doc and Steve the other night. Doc thought he might have to do a sci­en­tific pa­per on the so­porific ef­fects of ice tea, fried chicken, and corn on the cob, as long as it didn’t take any ef­fort.

So, when this huge meal had been bull-snaked down, the two grin­ning friends came out to the porch to watch the sun go down be­hind the trees along Lewis Creek. The air had that or­ange and rus­set glow, and the breeze, that lit­tle one that ca­resses the neck, came slowly down from the hills and made their shirt col­lars wig­gle ever so slightly.

It was like tak­ing a dry bath in paradise.

Doc si­dled up to one of the porch posts and gen­tly tested it to see if it could hold the ex­tra weight he was car­ry­ing, with that meal. It stood fine, so he leaned against it, se­ri­ously and looked out on the even­ing’s warmth.

Steve, who was en­joy­ing a fine meal that some­one else cooked for a change, leaned against the post on the other side of the steps.

And then they just stood qui­etly, watch­ing the day make beau­ti­ful skies as it ended.

The shadow on the ground fore­told the pres­ence of the cir­cling bird. Doc and Steve paid no at­ten­tion at first. Then a few min­utes later, two more cir­cling birds joined it over Doc’s house.

“Buz­zards,” Steve mum­bled. “Yep,” said Doc. They cir­cled some more. “I think one of us should move a lit­tle, …” said Doc. “Move?” “Well … to let them know … you know.”

Steve sighed, and then glanced over at Doc. “Flip you for it.”

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