After having had about 2300 visitors in our home for ten days, lots of talks with enthusiastic, friendly people, it was nice to be quiet for a while. Not much beats burning huge pile of branches and debris from a felled tree, standing by the fire in the evening light, listening to the wind in the tree tops and having busy birds flying overhead, preparing their nests. Hours go by, looking at the flames, raking and controlling the pile of glowing embers. A cold beer and a warm jacket… peaceful.
