smoking fire pit
the elements controlled
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July 10, 2013 at 2:19 pm
ps, I was outside the other night admiring the stars (it was extra dark because there was no moon to be seen) and walked backwards right into this firepit – hahaha – there was no fire in it at the time – I had the hugest bruises for the next week!
July 10, 2013 at 5:26 pm
Reversing into that would definitely give a reverse.
July 11, 2013 at 9:30 am
hahaha thanks colonialist – I did a reverse double pike or something like that
July 10, 2013 at 5:50 pm
Great haiku. I hope you have fired up your pit now. It is freezing in the sub tropics.
July 11, 2013 at 9:31 am
Yes, it’s been fired up a few times – we haven’t been as cold as Brissie and less rain, but still a few really cold nights – at least the insects disappear when it’s cold Jane :)
July 10, 2013 at 11:08 pm
a poet get injured while watching stars…careful, you do not want a broken arm ;)
July 11, 2013 at 9:33 am
yes, I’ll have to be a bit more careful Ben – Shirl came to the rescue and banged his foot and leg on the thing – we were both killing ourselves laughing because it was so ridiculous – but hurt like hell ;)
July 11, 2013 at 7:17 pm
So often we kid ourselves that we have control over the elements, and then they remind us…
July 12, 2013 at 12:51 pm
too true Graham :)
July 11, 2013 at 11:25 pm
Something primally wonderful about sitting around a pit of fire at night. Do you have a clear night sky there, Gabe?
July 12, 2013 at 12:52 pm
Yes, one of the best things in life is sitting around a fire – we have wonderful night skies around here bb – not much light and so many stars – hasn’t rained for ages – doesn’t get much better than that :)
July 12, 2013 at 5:21 am
Wonderful picture, Gabrielle. Controlling fire is such a risky business.
July 12, 2013 at 12:53 pm
thanks Kate :) it is a risky business – many a backburn as turned into a full blown fire in Australia
July 13, 2013 at 12:27 am
July 17, 2013 at 11:45 am
:) thanks Juliet
July 15, 2013 at 3:17 pm
Oh…those lines convey so very much to me…brilliant!
July 15, 2013 at 5:53 pm
Thanks Charles :)
August 4, 2013 at 10:45 am
Mere illusion. Exactly.
August 5, 2013 at 8:00 am
humans fall for it all the time ;)
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