Tonight was one of the most anticipated nights of the year for the kids of high hopes. The annual deep winter bonfire.
All year the fallen trees from storms, old wood lying around the farm, and leftover wood from construction projects finds its way to the pile in the middle of the pasture.
We usually try to light up the night sky on the longest night of the year (dec 21 or 22), but the weather was terrible that night so we moved it to New Year’s Day instead. The burn pile this year was topped with a 90 year old spruce that was sparkalicous.
After the fire there’s a nice potluck meal in the house and people mosey back and forth between the house and fire as the evening progresses.