Fireside.

There's nothing like a relaxing night eating dessert by our chiminea. 

I'll make cobbler or key lime pie. Shawn will chop wood in the barn next door and haul it over to start the fire. 

We pull our chairs up close to watch the fire flicker and listen to the coyotes howling their night songs.

The only problem? 

We have very different ideas of how big the fire should be.

My idea: 

Shawn's idea: 

I guess if that's the biggest marital argument we have, we're doing pretty well. :)