Welcome to fall y’all! My absolute favorite season. The changing of the leaves, the crisp mornings and FIRE. Our family fire pit has sat patiently waiting for cooler nights here in SC, and sometimes that takes till now or even late November. I’m ready to burn stuff. Watching the flames reach up for the surrounding trees, grasping at twigs that tease them from above. I’ve always wondered if the flames could ever get high enough… I stare into the orange and reds of the fire. What do you see? Does anything ever jump out at you? A vision? A past experience? A memory! Or something darker?