Summer is officially here. We recently tore down a barn next to the house. All of the good lumber was hauled away and probably recycled to make someone else a profit. I get the crumpled pile of rotten timbers no one else deemed worthy. Thats fine with me, weenie roast materials!
Since the lumber was all confined within the old foundation, I lit ‘er up. The fire was pretty, hot, and big! Once the blaze calmed down to blow torch temperature, the cookin began. Weenies were roasted to perfection. Marshmallows were toasted to different degrees of blackness. There was drinkin, singin, and dancin, until mom went home. She is a marshmallow party kinda gal.
As I prepare for bed, the fire is dwindling. I have lots to do tomorrow. More bean planting before the rain comes. It was a nice evening though. Luckily I have strategicly placed brush piles to last through the summer.
