Huh. Remember when something interesting happened and I still didn’t write posts? I envy Bard for his stick-to-it-ness where he writes something every day. Now, looking back on the trip, I don’t really know how to start. My guess is that things will sneak in every now and then – whenever I get to this website.
This morning I got up and had my fire, even though it was already 76 degrees and muggy. (Yesterday the heat index hit 117.) One of the lovely things about Ireland was that our last house had a wood stove and I made a fire nearly every evening, and a couple of mornings, too. They were having a cool July, which is right up my alley. My only frustration was that I couldn’t figure out the air intake, so I would just leave the door open a crack. (There were three levers and I was only confident about the ash riddler. Online searches for a manual were futile.) Doesn’t this seem like I really, really should get a wood stove? Right?
Anyway, this morning I had my fire and then did a tiny job of trying to weed. There is bindweed everywhere and volunteer plants are all over. My yard is far from tidy – it’s more like a small woods, but messier – but this is pretty bad. I brought my reciprocating saw from work and had intentions of chopping down some stuff, but after working for 30 minutes before the sun was up, I was a dripping mess. I put a bunch of weeds, a bunch of sticks and also the big branches that fell while we were gone into the truck. The town burn pile is open on Saturdays and I need to get the load there before the thunderstorms hit.
Ok, breakfast and then a trip to the dump. Sounds excellent. Have a good Saturday.
Bard! I love it.
I looked at fire pits at Home Depot the other day. Wintertime temperatures here are kind of fall-ish, and a fire would be nice. But I have other things to get in place in my back yard before I go spending money on a fire pit.