Today's #nanonano prompt is "Commune" #microfiction #microfic
Wood smoke spices the air as golden sunlight slices through the foliage. We sit in a loose circle, the drums singing in staccato counterpoint to the insect chorus in the undergrowth. Phil likes to say that this is how we commune with nature, but all I see is a foul bunch of scruffy wannabe hippies who smoke too much ganja. Phil says I need to stop being so uptight, that I should have a toke and ‘get in with the vibe’, as he puts it. To stop being such downer, man. I’ll show them. I put Rattex in their weed.