Campfire

This past weekend, Big Ben and I disposed of some scrap lumber by having a small camp fire. It bother Ben that I was burning scraps, because I was going to need one of the scraps later, he would have saved the scraps. While Linda and I were cleaning out his house I had to moved two truck loads of scrap lumber to the recycle center that he saved because he was going to needed it later.

Little Ben and Marie showed up to cook some marshmallows. Marie didn't like the smoke and had to eat the marshmallow with her eyes closed. When she was leaving, she ask Grandma if next time she could have a raw marshmallow instead of a cooked one.

Between Big Ben and Marie, I'm not sure how successful the campfire was. I was happy to dispose of a barrel full of wood and sit outside in the sun.