Late in the afternoon yesterday, my husband and I were reading outside and the wind kept blowing in a quiet, but chilly fashion. Someone else nearby was having a fire and I couldn’t help the wanting to start our own little fire.
After all, we had all the pieces and parts for S’mores, we had sticks to burn, the sky was a beautiful blue, nature was singing and it just felt like the right thing to do.
So after a quick dinner of pizza and sushi… (we are what you call eclectic connoisseurs)…
It was pretty cold outside so the chocolate was not keen on melting. It was plenty thick too. Trader Joe’s milk chocolate bars are the best. Seriously. And I’m not a fan of chocolate. Except when they’re in s’mores.
This picture makes me want another one.
After eating too many s’mores to count, we watched a beautiful sunset and let the fire roar on. Soon we were out of thick sticks and were left with the hot embers. In the picture below, my husband had just stirred the embers and sparks were flying out.
That might be my favorite part of the campfire evolution. It glows and pulses as if it’s alive. Then when you blow on the embers, they light up ethereally. Sometimes a flame will lick out, sometimes not.
Overall, I’d say it was a good night. I hope the weekend was a good one for you and that you’re having a good start to this week. It’s going to be a great one!