Did you
see the sun the other day? It was glorious. There’s nothing like getting a
taste of good weather to make me want more of it. The minute the sun comes out
in the spring all I want to do is go outside and play. Fortunately for me,
there are plenty of outside chores for me to do.
The
ridiculous amounts of snow my landscaping received have sculpted my hedge into
pancakes and attempted to turn some of my trees into poles. The result of all
that is I have a plethora of branches awaiting removal to the burn pile.
Is there
anything better than cleaning up winter debris and then getting to set it on
fire? Except maybe getting to poke the resulting fire with a stick? I can’t
think of anything I’d rather do early spring than work all day and then set
fire to my labors as the day chills. And if there is a hot dog, a roasting
stick and a few marshmallows hanging around, so much the better!
Because
I’m a grown-up---or at least a reasonable facsimile of one—I feel honor bound
right now to make a general statement regarding fire safety, country burn
regulations, wind conditions and neighborhood relations. Please take all of
these things into consideration before torching off your burn pile. Because, if
your neighbors are taking advantage of the sunny day to dry their laundry on
the line, they’d probably appreciate it smelling like “Spring” and not
“Camping.” Or so I’ve heard.
I
personally think “campfire” is a lovely scent, one of my favorites. Especially
if it carries just a hint of marshmallow, with perhaps a top note of tent and
summer nights...but some people have no taste when it comes to appreciating the
finer things in life. So I try to stay downwind and not judge. More
marshmallows for me!
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