'here & Know'

The smell of aardvark cooking in a bath of butter, carrots, onion and god knows what else was, I had to admit, better than the smell of it decaying on my kitchen counter. Though I still didn't want to eat the thing... I was hellbent on canceling this little impromptu dinner party my wife had arranged, and after breakfast and a long, hot shower, I stiffened myself for confrontation. I found Margaret doing snow angels out on the lawn. It never snowed in Red Sparrow Falls, but Margaret hailed from a cold climate and she missed the snow dearly. "I'll eat the damn anteater, but I will not share a table with those puppy killers," I demanded. I had broken her concentration. But she could destress and let loose of annoyance with the blink of an eye. "The sky is bigger than the sea," she told me–one of her metaphorical quips I never appreciated–and she resumed doing her snowless snow angels. "I wish I could drown every aardvark in these woods. Feed them to the sharks," I said. --- Support this podcast: https://anch