light my fire

Light my fire

We went camping just south of London, where we could have a bonfire, which I haven’t had for years. Which is my other Zen moments as I can poke the fire with a stick for hours.

The heat, colour and smell send me into trance. As long as there is wood to burn I can disappear into the flames.

Tedious link and a bonus one.

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