We played with fire when we were back in Minnesota in June. The weather was up and down...sometimes cold, sometimes very hot and muggy. But we did have a few of those glorious spring days and nights when you just want to sit in a favorite lawn chair around a campfire and cook some good ole Hormel Wrangler hot dogs.
I learned a couple of lessons while playing with fire.
1. Don't carry a load of firewood in front of you in such a way that it obscures your vision. I did this at St. Croix Regional Park and ended up falling in a drainage ditch and hyper-extending my knee. Could have been a lot worse, though. I went down pretty hard and I think I could have broken my leg.
2. Don't put certain types of landscape bricks in the wood-burning firepit to prop up the wood so you can see the fire better. They might explode. We sat around a campfire that we had built in one of those free-standing fire pit things. Good thing it was all enclosed with mesh. The fire kept popping and snapping and we were seeing things flying around in there. We were speculating on the cause when suddenly my brother Ted said "Hey, those aren't BRICKS in there, are they?".
I finished reading Jeffrey Archer's latest book Sons of Fortune the other day. It's a story about twins who were separated in the hospital on the day they were born and raised by two different families. Good book. Quick read.
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