Last night, after a day spent weeding and mulching and stacking and mowing, I suggested we start a fire in our tiny fire pit that we made two years ago down by the pond but have never used. Wouldn't it be fun, we thought when we put it in, to have a fire in the winter while we skate on the pond. Wouldn't it be fun, to sit out here on summer nights and make s'more's and listen to the water in the stream trickle by. But every weekend seemed taken up. And the most we'd seen of the fire pit was to c
Published on July 06, 2009 05:31