Bonfire time! The night was just barely cool. No rain. No wind.
The wood was stacked... waiting. (Compare the size of the man to the "structure".)
After chowing down on hot dogs, toasted to the desired shade of black, we toured the countryside on a hay wagon. (Quite a feat for that tractor, pulling two wagons loaded with 40-some people who have just stuffed themselves with food!)
Finally, it was time for the drama.
I would like to describe the scene with "Slowly... slowly..." but I can't. Within minutes, it was a towering (no exaggeration!) inferno.
Those tiny little spots in the background of the picture are people moving their bales of hay away from the heat. It really was huge.
And they said one to another, Did not our heart burn within us, while He talked with us by the way, and while He opened to us the Scriptures? Luke 24:32