This is what we came home to tonight. Don't be alarmed, it's not our house. Some neighbors were doing a controlled burn on their hay field right across the street. It was a bit scary to see, but they obviously had it under control.
Tom lit our burn pile so we could have a bonfire, our nieces could have s'mores and Meagan and I could have burnt marshmallows. I caught the marshmallows on fire, risking scorched face, while my accomplished GSA leading sister, April, assembled the s'mores. As usual, I forgot to get pictures of actual people, but here's a nice picture of our fire. It's a good thing I don't attempt to make my living with photography. We'd starve. Maybe if I had a better camera?
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