There is something magical about a fire. We’ve all experienced that mesmerizing feeling, losing (or gaining?) focus in the hypnotic dance of the flames. Well, last week, I managed to steal remove a ton of bricks from Pridy Road, helping to clean up from a minor renovation Mum and Dad were having done. I decided that it was time to build a firepit, ready for the fall bonfires under starry skies, sipping hot chocolate spiced with a dash of Bailey’s. As you can see from the slideshow below, I cut the grass around our existing burn pile then Bob and I piled sticks, old boards and a few knotty logs into a small mountain, ready for burning when the summer is done. We dumped a bucket load of gravel, leveled it roughly then stacked the bricks into a rough square, about 15 inches high. We then dumped half a dozen buckets of direct around the old burn spot, raked and rocked it then covered it with cut grass. I’ll seed it this fall when the rains return!
This firepit should provide lots of fun times, under pretty nights, enjoying good company and marveling at the beauty which surrounds us. More updates to follow!