It’s been a beautifully sunny but windy day, before winding down for the evening I decide it’s best to net out some leaves and then sit down outside in the fresh evening air.
That is until my long, cone shaped smoke awaiting my lips catches my eye on the ledge of the pool, it doesn’t take much persuasion to pull me away from what I am doing and before I know it the filter is between my fingers reaching for the lighter and I am inhaling thick plumes of smoke to get this bad boy started.