I would like to say that fall is one of my favorite seasons, however I am a positive person. I can pretty much find a positive part of any season. Or most situations if I really start to think about it. Most, not all.
Anyways, on Friday I got home from work and I was in the mood for fire. Food, a beer, and burning random stuff. That is exactly what I did. I have one of those little porch fire pits.Nice, light, and portable. I pulled it off the porch, put it in my driveway and gathered sticks, random logs, and pretty much anything else that is good to burn.
Man, I love the smell of fire. The peace staring into flames poking hot coals. My dog only ran away once, he only tried to eat my poking stick twice. I guess the hot end made him like it less.
It was a beautiful night,clear, cool, and just wonderful. New Dude's brother also hung out for a while shooting the shit and just chilling. It was a good night.
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