Sometimes you don’t realize how fortunate you are until someone shows you.
As I sat by our chimera on Sunday evening and the logs burned to red-hot coals, I had forgotten the pleasure a fire can bring in the waning daylight hours.
For those gathered around the fire, our next step was to slowly roast marshmallows and then squeeze them between two graham wafer crackers with a piece of milk chocolate wedged under the marshmallow.
“S’mores” are the perfect campfire snack. And one is never enough.