One of the coolest things about living in the country is that you can burn shit when the wind is just right. Today was one of those days on Pecan Lane. We singed a nearby tree, but managed to burn the pile-o-pine without having to call the fire department for backup. If you remember the great Thanksgiving asparagus burn-off catastrophe, ya'll can appreciate the fact that we didn't burn the farm up.

Tomorrow is a school day so I'm headed for bed. Peace out and all that jazz.

^j^