We did this after dinner the other night, after my son-in-law had an industrious day trimming tree branches in his yard. He piled them high on his truck, drove over and dumped them in our firepit.
It was really quite beautiful, and so hot we couldn't get any closer to it than 10 feet.
Inside, we've already reached the end of Winter. This ruby red amaryllis bloomed and began to fade.
Like ballerinas ending a performance, its velvet-y heads drooped. I consider this a definite cue for Spring to step on the stage.