Over the past year, my hubby has been throwing “stuff” into a big pile in the back yard. He called it his “burn pile.” I called it his “pile that makes the yard look like a dump.”
Pretty much anything and everything got tossed onto that pile. I thought most of the stuff could have simply been put out with the trash on trash day. I started to think that my hubby was a pyromaniac, with the stuff he was putting on that pile. Soon the pile was 20 feet wide and 10 feet tall. It was starting to look like a beaver dam. I was starting to worry about how big that thing was going to get!
Hubby kept talking about “soon” he was going to “light it up” and I started to worry that the sparks would spread to the nearby woods, and land on the roof of the house and burn the neighborhood down.
Locally, it is illegal to have open air fires before 4pm, and I worried that if and when my hubby “lit it up” that it would burn all night long and I worried that my hubby would leave it unattended after a short while, and then we would have fire troubles. And recently there has been a burn ban because of dry weather.
Well, last night, finally, was “the night.” He called the fire department to let them know he was going to burn the pile. No, he did not need a permit. He lit it up about 5pm, and boy did that thing burn! The fire burned high and fast. Thank goodness it did not spread.
There were a lot of cars that drove by the house, very slowly, checking it out!