a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label fires. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fires. Show all posts

Thursday, August 13, 2015

Crowned

Natalia Drepina

Autumn is close
hands still ashen
from summer fires
pick, preserve, ready
for winter's mire

Gather wood
to warm winter
nights a woman
crowned with work
but few delights

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Man And Fire

... have been companions for hundreds of years. Man uses fire to cook, to warm himself and also to see who can have the biggest blazing pile of burning.



My Granny Pruett used to say you could judge a man by how well his fire burns. Was this a dating requirement? A measurement to see who was most worthy?




Now compare to my sister's burning style. She always has small piles with good burning and safety techniques. She always has a fire under control.


This has been the only battle. Bev has a nice pile going and along comes Den and piled huge trees on top of her controlled burning. He is grinning and she is mouthing!


But the cleaning goes on.

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