I love a warm, good fire in the fall.
Nature’s television—but better.
The arboreal funeral pyre of autumn.
I love a warm, good fire in the fall.
Nature’s television—but better.
The arboreal funeral pyre of autumn.
That imagery! 💜 🌲 💔 Reminds of a song lyric “Was the weepin' of me That the sound of the Saw must be known by the tree”, or the tag line “slain sycamore trees”. Ouff. But also, love a good fire.
Loaded it with sappy pine cones and kindling from fallen branches, along with newly fallen leaves to start the larger logs. A very seasonal fire. 🔥