Burn, baby burn!

Last Saturday, after Ken and Ian finished digging footers and it got too dark to do any more painting, we decided to dispose of all those weeds we pulled last month that were still sitting on the trailer: 

What better way to do this than to burn it?

The wind finally died down and the stuff was still fairly moist from the rain we've had recently, so  the conditions were perfect

Have no fear; I took a class on prescribed burning during undergrad, so we had it all under control

Not to mention, we kept a water hose nearby

We weren't as prepared as we would have liked, so while Ken fed the fire, I ran to Publix to buy a six pack.

Unfortunately, I forgot marshmellows (I was not a happy camper).

We ended up burning about half the pile...

...and nearly killed the entire six pack.

At one point, we heard sirens in the distance. Ken will tell you he wasn't nervous, but I've never seen someone run to the hose so fast.

I'm not going to lie...I was terrified! Luckily, they were headed in a different direction.

So, the relaxation continued

Kids, don't try this at home