I’ve been burning brush, old firewood and tree trimmings at least once a week since April (I have just…a TON of tree trimmings). I don’t invite people over for the fire, and I usually put it out when the sun goes down because by that time I’m beat.
But finally, last week, I was done. The large 10-year-old pile of wood that had been rotting next to the pit was finally gone (burnt up or cut into smaller pieces and moved). All the bushes I’d wanted to pull out of the backyard were gone. All the trees had been trimmed for the season.
The sun started to set, and I kept the fire going. I had my radio for the ballgame. The big stuff I never thought would burn was burning nicely. The lawn was mowed. I sat outside next to my fire in my lawnchair, all by myself, and let it burn for another 3 hours.
I even remembered I’d bought stuff for s’mores (wishful thinking) and cooked me up a few marshmellows. The air got cold, and my dad came over to enjoy the fire after his shift at work was over. My dog slept between our chairs and warmed her nose by the fire. It was really, really nice.
I thought I was done with the fires for the summer. But now that all the “work” fires are done…I am excited to go out and have a “fun” fire now!