fire.

A father admiring all of his hard work at the inauguration fire in the rock/fire pit he built.  (It's really awesome.)  







































(I've spent the better part of the last 24 hours dreaming of all the foods I could cook over an open flame - hot dogs on a stick (my mom's personal favorite), watermelon, hallomi cheese, lamb saussage, marshmallows, pizza (on a metal grate), whole peppers, eggplants cooked in the embers, corn on the cob, skirt steak for fajitas, the list goes on.)

This is the epitome of summer.