The tree limbs are cleaned up in the yard.
(Bob helped me do that this morning).
Three years worth of limbs have been
burned and are smoldering.
(Shirl Tomlinson lit a rip roaring fire today).
This evening a deer is sitting
across from the smoldering mound.
With his back to the fence, he contentedly
watches the glowing embers and smoke.
.
A scene of pure serenity.
Reminds me of enjoying the campfire
at night after a fun day in the
mountains with the family.
