I wish I could say this evening went as planned - a roaring fire in the snow, man and dog warmed by the fire, watching the stars of the winter sky while enjoying an adult beverage.But I suck at making fire.
So once the diesel fuel and cardboard box I stuffed into the burn pile burned off, it fizzled pretty quickly. And as I sat on an overturned five gallon bucket that used to hold a few Winter Lagers, I noticed that Winnie - normally content to be wherever I am - was starting to give me the, "Hey, nice try, what do you say we head inside where it's warm? I smell meatloaf!" look.
So warm, indoor meatloaf it was. The fire will wait for another day. At least I got a cool photo out of the ordeal.
you and Jim need to get together on the fire thing.
ReplyDeleteI came home from work to find him sitting in front of the wood burner with the house full of smoke and flames singeing his eyebrows!!
Peg
That sounds like a great idea! Better yet, maybe we'll let the girls start the fire and we'll just go on a beer run.
ReplyDelete