my meager fire
After our day of hiking it was strangely warm and not raining so I started a little campfire in the firepit next to our cabin. The wood was wet so it wouldn't burn very well but I drank my beer (Rogue Dead Guy) and read my book (Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West). That witch could never live in Oregon...water, water everywhere
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