I am a "smell" person. If I want to improve my mood, I light a candle or fold laundry. I would go without food before I would give up good smelling fabric softeners. Yes, I know fabric softeners are full of all kinds of terrible ingredients, but I don't care. The pleasure I get from the scent is worth the risk. I will reduce my risk of contracting some skin disorder some other way.
I also love the smell of a campfire. I don't care if it gets in my clothes or my hair. I kind of care though when the wind shifts and the smoke gets in my eyes and up my nose. It's hard not to care when you are gasping for breath with your eyes burning. That has happened a lot at the cabin because the wood that we drag out of the forest is usually damp, and it smokes a lot.
I started the fire below. It was pretty impressive. Don't worry; I have a hose nearby . . .
. . . and a creek . . . and a bucket.
Day 22: Campfires make me smile.
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