A Campfire Weekend

I think campfire season is officially here. I attended a campfire (not the first of the season) in Tremp City on Friday. For most of the evening I survived in jeans and a sweatshirt. I didn't even have layers on underneath! We prepared delectable smores and spoke of succulent lobsters. In Holmen on Saturday, due mostly to a smaller campfire, I did have need of a jacket. I savored a steak and a bottle of red wine while my sister wrangled her feverish young child and my brother-in-law scooted off to Wal-Mart for a new thermometer. Once the campfire was finally underway, it was most pleasant with a touch of ooey gooey marshmallows! The campfire season is on.