Ah Spring in the midwest. Easter Sunday it was 85, front coming through today and a forecast high of 42 on Saturday with snow. I'm hoping the chance of showers holds off as we are supposed to teach 6th graders how to start camp fires this afternoon. Sue and I will have rain gear, and some rain would be more of a challenge for fire starting, but judging from the clothing we saw the kids wearing when they got off the bus yesterday, we better plan on a hypothermia delaying bonfire. Never understood people's penchant for shorts, tank tops, and low shoes. All my life there are things that sting, poke, scratch, tear, puncture, contaminate, irritate, and otherwise cause injury to unprotected flesh as soon as you venture of the urban sidewalks. I have to warn guests to Thorn Hollow of the perils of Honey Locust thorns as they will penetrate tennie shoe soles with ease. We used to hold rendezvous camps/hunts here and I always warned, "No soft sole moccasins!"
It should be interesting to see how sparks from a campfire act on those basket ball shorts and yoga pants.