Back when we used to have a house in the country we would make a campfire pretty much every weekend. It was fun to sit by the open flame under the stars, even if the smoke was always blowing in our faces.
Anna was asking if we could have a campfire recently, and after initial reluctance, we decided to oblige. It wasn’t quite the same, but it was still fun. Who says you can live well in the ‘burbs?
I especially like the worried look on Nahla’s (the pug) face. But also note the bucket of brown water: safety first!