The back of the red barn has been falling in for years. Yesterday the kids tore it off and burned it in the pit. Regretfully, I did not get any pictures of the tear down, but got some of the fire afterwards.
For those of your familiar with the red barn, this is what it looks like now.
When I was a little girl this part of the barn was off limits because the roof was not stable. I felt just a little bit giddy walking around on the foundation. Juvenile I know, but for once I could be there and not feel guilty... :)
They found some cool things in the back room they tore off. Side note: The handsaw is Dad's, they did not find it back there and if you are reading this Dad, I am sure they put it away...
Leah headed up the tear down crew and thus earned the coveted position of chief pyromaniac, I mean fire starter.
She got a good blaze going in no time. The kids hauled in some branches from the yard which she also threw on the pile.
It was a pyromaniac's dream in no time at all.
Please ignore or laugh at my highly unintelligent commentary.
Feeding the ever hungry flames.
Fire is fascinating to watch, especially when it is contained and burning something we wanted it to burn. One major perk to the fire was all the smoke drove the mosquitoes off for several hours.
From a different angle. Once again, the commentary was neither scripted nor even, shall we say, thought out...
"Therefore, since we are receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, let us be thankful and so worship God acceptably with reverence and awe, for our 'God is a consuming fire.'"
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