11.10.12 Burn Pile

Something we don't think about in town is burn piles.  We pay refuse collectors and recycling companies to pick up our garbage.  Joe was quite fascinated by the massive burn pile today.  It was massive.  The land owner, Rod, let Joe come out with him to monitor the burn pile in the field.  It started out with Joe watching Rod's dog, a black and white midsized spaniel.  Rod told Joe that his dog, "Mac McMillon" was deaf, due to a disease he had as a pup. Joe was fascinated that the dog watched his owner's hand signals and responded.  Joe really like the dog.  In spite of drizzle, that burn pile was going pretty strong.  There were tree roots that had to be 10 foot across, in some of the trees they were burning.  Joey completely smelled smokey.  As soon as we got home, he had a bath, and I washed everything he was wearing.  He had an apple, some Lipton Chicken Noodle soup, and watched Martha Stewart's cooking school with me.  (Today's topic: Rice) Martha's voice has always been soothing to me.   I admire her deep appreciation of so many things around us....like rice!  I love the public television series on cooking, and her return to just her and the camera, rather than an audience.
This is the effect Martha has on Joe...

Exhausted from a busy farm day...the burn pile, helping dad and zach by pulling nails out of the floor ("mom, look how many nails I have so far in my pile!", the painting, finding the stereo cabinet.  Time to carry Joe up to bed. He is getting almost to big and heavy for us to carry up the stairs.