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Firing up a big burn pile reminds me: life is ablaze, yet ends in embers
I'm no Thoreau, that's for sure. But like him, I find meaning in doing simple chores. Our rural ten acres offers plenty of opportunity for engaging in some philosophizing as I deal with what needs to be done. Which, last Saturday, was firing up a burn pile. It's been growing steadily larger since spring. We've removed quite a bit of excess vegetation in our yard over the past six months or so, including a lot of heather that stealthily grew and grew until my wife and I realized, the damn stuff is taking over! Our non-easy care yard has lots…
