A 'Camp Fire'

Wednesday evening during supper, I asked Charlie if he would not start me another bon fire. I am very fond of such amusements and to my delight he replied in the affirmative. As I cleaned the kitchen I was surprised to find fire flames not out in the regular burn pile, but under our tree right outside the house. We abandoned the kitchen and scurried outside with our marshmallows and hymnals. Charlie grabbed his violin and we sat chatting around our adorable little 'camp fire' Our neighbor next door arrived home and joined us until the rest of his family had returned. After we had talked and sang, Rachie and Bethy taught me the Polka! I have never tried this particular dance and found it very enjoyable although slightly rambunctious. Alas, me thinks I am but getting olde! LOL