We had our first bonfire of the season this weekend. Some weeds were growing in the fire pit so my son set up some logs and we had a fire.
I have always enjoyed a good bonfire. When I was growing up, we only had a fire if brush or dead branches were piling up. That didn’t happen often, but when it did, we got out the marshmallows and had a marshmallow roasting contest. This isn’t the ordinary…