We had a crazy weekend. I actually welcomed Monday with open arms, thinking it would feel great to get back into the groove.
This evening we worked together as a family to clear some brush near the front of The Compound. Let me just say….I love this property. It’s not the prettiest yard in the world, but the combination of the stone walls at various points, the goofy concrete lions, the gate, the trees…. I love it.
The Compound sits on roughly an acre, which isn’t huge, but the house itself is on a bit of a knob, with all but one of the surrounding houses considerably lower than ours. It means the view’s a little better than you might get in town, and you can look down over your neighbor’s privacy fence and remind them that your toilets are higher than their sinks. Have a nice day.
After clearing brush, of course, we had a brush pile….so we did what anyone else would want to do – enjoyed a small fire with marshmellows and hot dogs. I would probably never have done this at any other house, but this is The Compound. It’s meant for danger.
I found an old concrete planter and we converted it into a portable burn pit. I did a grocery run and by the time I nosed the Montero back through the gate, Kelsey had a good fire going.
I kept glancing down the driveway expecting for a fireman to walk up from the gate in full turnout gear, but they never came. Apparently our neighbors are learning that the new folks are the sort that are going to have a fire once in a while…and not to worry when the little boys sit on the lions waiving bows and arrows.
A good time was had by all. It also got me thinking about building a proper burn platform for bigger fires…
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