On Tuesday, My papa got a permit to burn our woods.
You may or may not have ever seen someone burn woods. First, about 3 weeks ahead of time, you go around the areas you are burning with a tractor, and cut a fire line. A fire line is a 4 or 5 foot section of plowed dirt around your area. Then, you call the forestry department, and get a permit. Finally, you strike a match and head out with the fire pot.
We do this EVERY year, hence "annual."
A fire pot is a heavy, smutty, piece on iron or some metal, that had gas in it. The gas drips through a long spout and catches on fire. The official name is a 'drip torch.'
I spent hours out in the swamps of Mudlake Road, trying, along with my papa, brother, and cousin, to get the woods burned with not wind. Wind plays a very important role in the burning of woods. It pushes the fire across the land, and makes the whole process go a whole lot faster.
Anyhow, three hours of smoke and ashes, we finally got half of them burnt. What a fun experience that was for me.
Hope you all have a great weekend and great week.
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I used to love "burn the woods" day when I lived in the woods of Georgia as a child. It was a beautiful site to see with all those pretty orange flames and dusk and the smell of the burning wood...the only thing I didn't like is that when we started burning the woods, frogs would come out....HUGE frogs, there bodies when stretched out (legs and all) were the length of my torso at that age....and my older brothers would chase me down our long semi circle driveway with these frogs until I would almost collapse from exhaustion.
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