Why do all men love fire? From the time they are little boys, they are taught not to play with fire, so what do they do? Play with fire, of course. The cavemen discovered fire thousands of years ago, but there is something inherent inside every man that demands that he too discover fire. And so it is with my husband.
Nate’s latest project around our house has been building a fire pit in our backyard. (Our backyard is shaded by a small forest so it's basically dead.) Nate claims the only reason he wanted to build the fire pit was so I didn’t have to roast my marshmallows over the stove anymore. Very sweet of him, but not the whole truth. I know that his true motives lie somewhere closer to his innate fascination with fire.
In order to build the fire pit, we first had to collect some big rocks. We rode our bikes to a wooded area in search of such rocks. We filled our backpacks with the rocks (and by our backpacks, I really mean Nate’s backpack. I already struggle with the whole uphill biking business. I didn’t need a bag of rocks weighting me down.) and took them home to begin construction of our fire pit. Nate built a boy scout worthy pit and we had our first fire tonight. We didn’t check with our landlord or the city before we had our bonfire…hope it’s ok!