Shouts out to having close the windows on the nicest night of the summer because someone in this dense residential neighborhood has had a smoldering fire for the past 4+ hours.
Tabletop, video games, sports and maybe someday some other things if I get the ambition to learn.
Walked past someone cutting down some trees for whatever reason, maybe clearing cable or power lines, and was taken back to the farm. The sound of the chainsaw revving up and then changing tone when it hits the wood, the smell of fresh sawdust, and the cracking sound of the wood as it strains under its own weight.
Nostalgic , though I don't miss having to lug the logs around to be split and then brought and stacked in the basement.