There is something about a fire that draws us in – the magic of flames dancing, the smell of smoke, the permanence of destruction, the finality of turning a once physical and tangible thing to ash and dust. I love my Firepit Fridays – a...

I’ve always loved that phrase. I think because it’s not just a kick in the rear, it’s a swift one. It comes fast. I’m assuming with some ‘oomf’ and it gets your attention. Maybe there is pain involved but that’s not specified. What is very clear...