Saturday, we had friends over. The guys and kids worked on a burning brush pile. Even though Jeff had in mind three piles for burning, they only got to one of them. The monster pile (pictured) proved very difficult to start ablaze. It was totally covered with blackberry vines that had grown over it in the two years the pile sat waiting to be burned. All along, the goats have enjoyed eating the vines, but the pile was so tall that they couldn’t reach to keep up with all the growth. It was a wonderful day.
That’s a big fire. They must have had to mind it all day.
Marg, yes and no. It stayed contained, but they were out there all day. Oregon is pretty wet in the winter, so it isn’t an extremely dangerous time of year. Still, Jeff is very careful.
Hello Wardeh.
It sounds like a really great day! We love burning our brush pile! I don’t know what it is about burning them, but we really do enjoy that.
Have a wonderful day!
Hi, We have to burn all of our trash here, paper I mean. Moving to the country had a lot extra to do, with no garbage srevice. Blessings
Abiga ~ Yes, we fell into the same boat! No garbage service, either. However, we do save most all our paper and will one day make a lasagna garden using it for layers. We also save all our cardboard for the same reason. Then I take our gross garbage to the dump once a week on our way through town. Country life, huh? I’m sure you wouldn’t trade it, and neither would I!
Love, Wardeh