While we were still armpit deep in the bowels of winter, my delightful friend, M, wanted to go to the beach and host a bonfire. I enjoy the beach and fire, just not in the freezing cold on an open plain. After huddling near the fire for some time, I noticed that M had disappeared. She reappeared minutes later dragging someone's old Christmas tree (this was March) and promptly threw it on the fire. She is adorable.
