When we purchased our property last year there was a circle of stones in the backyard with evidence that previous owners used the spot to burn their paper trash. Over the summer, my hard working hubby cleaned the spot of debris, felled several dead trees, and split them into firewood. Now that the weather is turning cooler, we've fallen in love with our campfire circle.
Some nights we bring out the reclining chairs and just watch the stars pop out overhead. Once we used an extension cord so we could listen to a Hank the Cowdog tale on CD. There's almost always marshmallows available for roasting and we've cooked hot dogs and bratwurst as well. The Toolman surprised me with a large dutch oven and tripod he found on Craigslist. He used a wire brush on his drill to remove the rust and seasoned it for me. So far, I've only ventured into serving up a mess of nachos in the oven, but the Department of Conservation is having a dutch oven cooking class later this month.
In an age where we're bombarded with electronic sights and sounds and practically a round the clock quest to be entertained it is a refreshing and soul-soothing change of pace to simply watch glowing coals and listen to the crickets.