Last weekend I saw our neighbors' in-ground fire pit, and thought, "Boy, I'd sure like to have one of those." An in-ground pit is bigger, deeper, holds bigger wood, and looks safer. So, this morning Peter started digging. We decided to put it in the middle of the patio:
We've been told that Lacey is about in her 70s, in human years, so she's allowed to observe.
The extra dirt went in front of Adam's bread oven, to help level out that area. Philip put some flat stone over there to make it nice (and not so muddy).
Peter did a great job - nice deep hole.
We've had a fire in it all afternoon. Now we have 4 fire-sources in our backyard. Ridiculous. But so nice on a fall day. Adam even cooked a piece of old steak on this fire, to put on some pizza for supper. He felt very rustic.