equinox!!!

what do we do when it's a planetary shift in season?
when the rotational axis has moved enough to affect the light
and the weather,
and the whole entire effing earth in a noticeable way,
marking the transitional halfway point between brightest and darkest?
oh.
i thought you knew about what's up.
neighbors,
we have a fire.
a raging blaze,
a barbarian bon jauns,
and we burn away all the old busted overwinter grasses,
and everything else that's laying around.
OBviously.
check the equinox-type teleport:

yeah!!
a moment later,
all those leaves laying around the pit simultaneously combusted.
ummmmm.
i might've blackened the whole lawn a little
with a poorly-planned fuel distribution situation.
uh-huh.
widespread fuego, but very little panic, ensued.
there's something about scorched-earth enders game embers coursing along
the gardens of the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress that makes a man
forget to take a picture,
especially is that man is stamping out wildfires with his shoes.
hahaha.
yep.
that's a thing.
i was impressed that i lit the initial pile into a pyre by huffing and puffing a
double-maduro doo-doo seath-stump into the sheaf on top.
what?
ah.
i used a cigar stub to get it started:

nice.
so,
it's spring.
and me and my dog celebrated by the blaze,
until the smoke and cinders drove him indoors,
while i wild-thing stomped through what was left.
here's a little thing about the woodsly goodness, though.
spring doesn't mean a F*ing thing.
nope.
not at all.
in fact,
if you're wondering who came out ahead in the vernal flip-flop,
well,
then i'd have to remind you that when it comes to victories,
nature wins.
check the spring-teleport:

SIKE!!
yeah.
we're not out of the woods, yet.
actually,
we're never out of the woods.
for crying out loud,
this whole dang place is the woods.
today we're in the cold wet wintry north woods,
and there's ice and snow and flakes and drops and not much else.
i'll be working, just like always, because that's what i DO.
at least i can't see the char on my lawn anymore.
mmhmm.
we rep a hard style,
and that's our only style;
never quiet, never soft.....