Saturday fire

Sitting by the fire 🔥

Dixie has her stick and the fire started.

Watching a storm rolling in with thunder in the distance and having a fire while a few or morw drops come down in a soon to be rain storm.

It's a cool event, that needs to be experienced in summer, there's places it's absolutely amazing when it happens.  Then some times is nice to be in it anywhere. To be expected is some delight 😉 to the commotion of the day.

Kim's friend came over and I come in and out to put wood 😁 on the fire 🔥 pit.

Got sitting watching the fire.  The clock is running when it will rain.  As I am looking into my garden below here in my Canadian Natural.

The garden will like the rain.  Our plants are growing.  Going in and weeding often.  Kim is usually the care taker of it this year.  Although another board popped off and I went and drilled it back in.

The screws were just under the length needed.

These boards since they are pallets left over are a bit thicker and thinner depending on board.

Tonight,... Blogging more of the evening, the dog takes some time to calm down.  She is always bouncing up.  I have to put her on her back all the time.  When people come to the back yard.  It's getting harder to catch her now.  

I have an idea to keep her on a leash so I can control her first 15 minutes until she calms down.

Those first 15 are detrimental on behavioural policy of greeting.

Next time I hope I am better prepared.

The neighbourhood gets to party an all sausage party of 20 guys are in our next door neighbour s back yard.  

Yet its supposed to rain.  Getting a full night of sleep 💤 😴 then hopefully.  Or the lack of sleep all week is going to add up to 20-25 hours less a week soon.

It's starting to thunder, fire 🔥 has to be out and cooled down for the cover to go over.  Don't need a rusted out firepit.

We have about another 20 minutes until it comes down.  Yet there's mostly coala, big coals.

The cover is not going to get on tonight I figured any way.  With the cloud coverage.

 

Dixie to a snap of the finger. Jumps up and we catch a family photo.

The neighbours guys are drinking yelling what the fuk?  I go what the fuk happenstance is it.  Any one who replies should know that it's not a response for the one sentence man to input.

Let them figure their noisome irascible stupor to there side of the fence.  Some want to have a normal level of voice for convenience of enjoying a storm rolling in, while having a fire.

Those moments rock.

Hearing the neighborhood guys drunk game of whoa the lout.  

Some times a good storm rolling in is wasted on the youth.

Sitting down going over our wedding books, I go not all Hero's wear capes.  Some just light fires.

I think I am going to bring the other photo book over.  There are some good ones.

These are fun to go over.  I find, a relaxing evening going over a photo book.

A photo after the storm.