Daughter Kate drove from New Jersey to North Carolina in one day. How she did it is beyond my understanding, because it is over 600 miles. She definitely takes after her father! The next day we stayed home for a low-key day, which turned out to be most productive. We began by walking to the stop sign.

Kate had promised to help me burn garden trash, and we were most successful! Daughter Lise had the green barrel delivered here, and friend Toke drilled holes in it. This was the fourth time I had used it and the first time the fire really took off. Flames were coming out of the top! Before we had lunch, we had burned all the clippings, as well as the top layer of the old burn pile. What an accomplishment! I was too busy to think of taking photos, but I did get a quick video of Kate as she checked the fire.

We kept an eye on the barrel from the house as the fire died down. It was wonderful to have it so contained. The next morning the rim was cold, although there was a bit of heat rising from the bottom. There were only about two to three inches of ashes, which I’ll empty next time.