On the weekend I got out what I loosely call my “tool box” (there’s a few screw drivers in the bottom, underneath a tray of disintegrating teats to feed baby animals and other odds and ends) to assemble a fire pit.
An inner-city (and a heart) bonfire
On the weekend I got out what I loosely call my “tool box” (there’s a few screw drivers in the bottom, underneath a tray of disintegrating teats to feed baby animals and other odds and ends) to assemble a fire pit.