It is windy and as evening falls it gets pretty cool but we manage a campfire. It just isn’t camping without at least one night of roasting marshmallows and watching the mesmerizing flames.  It made for a perfect last night for Tammy’s visit.

Oh, the campground ponies made a close up visit. Ms-T and her stallion walked within 5 feet of the fire pit while we all sat around it.  They just stood there; maybe keeping warm?  Maybe using the smoke to run off flies?  Maybe waiting for their marshmallow?  We actually had to make some noise and run them off before they got too pushy.