Once upon a time we moved into a house. A house with a big backyard. A big back yard with a fire pit.
It was a nice firepit up on a hill with lots of big trees, some grass, and a view.
A view of our garage.
But in all the years we’ve lived here (approximately 1.5), we’ve never used it.
Never until last weekend, that is.
I guess we knew to save it for something very, very special.
That special something occurred last Friday: Tim’s cousin Christine and her fiance D.J.’s night-before-the-wedding bash!
…I think it’s safe to say that a good time was had by all!
Way to go, backyard fire pit. You did us proud.