Although it's pretty much winter already, there's nothing like saying goodbye to fall with a bonfire.
How about a really, really big bonfire?
In the spring, when we cleaned up the shack that collapsed, the majority of the scrap was added to the pile at the edge of our property line. That existing pile was a barn that had been torn down. I'm fairly certain this barn was as old as the house, because the 1901 census tells us there was at least 2 outbuildings on the property. I *think* I know where the other one was, but I can't be sure. It's a little sad that it wasn't saved, but what's done is done (and I never had a chance to see the barn intact so I don't know how far gone it was).
Moving on. Here's a look at what we've been seeing every time we pulled in the driveway.
Saturday morning, the farmer who owns the field around us came by to let me know that he was going to be getting rid of that pile. I was a little bummed - Mike was at work so he was going to miss the action, and I was hoping for a little more notice so that we could have some people over. Oh well, not the end of the world.
It wasn't long before the whole thing was engulfed in flames.
Tahsis was pretty intrigued by all the action, and kept looking out the window (check out this post to see a before and after of this window's rehab).
And then, the fire department arrived. The farmer who was burning did get the go ahead the day before, and the department was supposed to inform dispatch so that when someone called in, they didn't come speeding out here. Well, that didn't happen.
I tried to get a picture after the sun had gone down - the embers looked really cool! But I don't know how to use the camera on anything but automatic so it wasn't working out. This is what we were left with the following morning, though.
To finish the job, the farmer is going to get someone in to bury what's left. I'm not sure when that will happen, but eventually crops will grow here. Pretty cool if you ask me!