There is something unnerving about having a fire outdoors, watching the dusk turn to dark, watching the sparks fly up and kiss the emerging stars, looking up at the the hundreds and thousands of glowing embers scattered in that upside-down coal black fire pit: our hearts the tiniest of sparks, unseen in the blind darkness.
It has become ages since I attended, but yet this is actually a outstanding post. I hope you keep up the great effort.