Fire is good, fire is nice, I like fire. What can I really say
here. Other than maybe that if you're at my house during the
summer/fall on the weekend I'll almost always have a fire going in
the backyard. Mostly because there is so much brush and dead trees
to burn up.
Here's my fire pit. I built this with very large rocks that used to
be in the front of my house out by the road. It took large chains,
my truck and crowbars to get this into place. My cousin helped with
this one. This pit is about 6 feet in diameter so it can get blazin
that's for sure.
A nice fire.
Strange story: During the summer this girl (17yrs old) just
wandered into my back yard when I was partying with a few friends.
She was distraught, said her mother dropped her off her in New
Berlin after a fight and left to go back home (three hours away).
She didn't want to go to the police and ended up staying at my house
till like midnight or so. Eventually a couple older (scruffy
looking) friends came and picked her up. I could go into more
detail but just trust me that the whole evening was strange.