The Bonfire

One of the benefits of living rurally is the option to have the occasional bonfire.

So we had one, over the Memorial Day weekend.

We had an enormous pile of brush, that has been building up for about two years. I rather wish I had taken a ‘before’ picture. Suffice it to say that the pile was taller than me and contained several largish trees.

Since it was the holiday weekend, and since the county had lifted its burn ban, we invited some friends over for a blaze and a barbeque. As soon as everyone had had their fill, we called in to Fire Control – just so they knew we’d be burning – and set the pile of sticks ablaze.

The fire started quickly, and was little at first.
The fire started quickly, and was little at first.

Within a few minutes it was really going.

Towering inferno?
Towering inferno?

We were ready with buckets and the hose if it was needed.

Ready with the bucket brigade.
Ready with the bucket brigade.

The light and heat (and sparks) put out by the fire was amazing.

The flames are here hidden by the outbuilding. But look at the light and the sparks rising.
The flames are here hidden by the outbuilding. But look at the light and the sparks rising.

We did a little dancing in front of the fire…

The boy jumps about in front of the blaze.
The boy jumps about in front of the blaze.

Then the fire quieted down and we enjoyed some S’mores.

A more manageable fire.
A more manageable fire.

Within an hour, light from the fire no longer dominated the yard. We were back to working under the light of the garage.

Reduced to nearly nothing.
Reduced to nearly nothing.

The next day, the magnitude of the heat was obvious. Look what it did to the siding on our out-building.

We might have melted the siding on our outbuilding just a bit.
We might have melted the siding on our outbuilding just a bit.

But what was once a huge pile was reduced to a small stack. The original burn heap filled the entire area which now lacks grass.

The burn pile the next day. Still going.
The burn pile the next day. Still going.

We worked the fire for the rest of the day and got the burn heap down to a very small pile – one wheelbarrow load – which we’ll haul off to a new site for a burn pile. After melting all the siding on our out-building, we’ve decided to re-locate the burn pile to a less… flammable part of the yard.

 

 

Published by paleololigo

Scientist (Paleontology, Geochemistry, Geology); Writer (Speculative and Science Fiction, plus technical and non-technical Science); Mom to great boy on the Autism spectrum; possessor of too many hobbies.

One thought on “The Bonfire

  1. Oh, wow. =) Looks like it got a wee bit toasty.

    When I lived in WA state, a friend made a few “burn piles” and showed me, ’cause he had no experience w/them. They were AS TALL AS HIS CABIN. That’d be a county on fire, down here in Calif. So, despite the damp in WA, I advised he reduce their size. By a lot. =)

    Also: a friend visited me here for the 1st time, years ago. He’s living in Canada. We toured Yosemite, etc., which he loved. But I believe his FAVORITE part was when my DH was using the metal fire rake to move burning veg from one place to another for our own little broadcast burn (DH is something of a fire professional, so it’s ok). My friend was SO EXCITED about that fire, it made his day. People like fire. =)

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