After all of that rain, the sun had come out on Sunday afternoon and Hubster Dave took on the brave job of attempting to tame grass that had grown long enough to require a baler.
The question was - would the grass dry out enough once cut to have a fire pit evening on Monday night - or would the wind kick up and have smoke be a problem?
Our planets were in alignment however, and we spent the most pleasant of evenings around the fire, making s'mores and unwinding after a long productive week of retreat fun.
