A fire in the ring. Tonight we cooked our brats out over an open fire in the fire pit over looking the Straits.
Then it was s'mores with chocolate melted over grams on the hot brick while we roasted marshmallows to a golden brown.
Now it is sitting in front of the big screen T. V. ( otherwise known as the boathouse door) watching the sun go down and turning our bridge pink.
Sorry, you will have to come see us for that. But it would not be St. Helena without these things.