An hour or so ago, the fire in our backyard looked like this:
But now – it . . . ah . . . looks like this:
I don’t know if you can really tell how high it is . . . but folks, the wood is almost as high as the fence.
Should I be alarmed?
I mean, check out the poker stick the Hottie is using.
I feel like perhaps we are trying to get Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego out of our backyard.
OK, I am exaggerating. Just a little. Kind of.
