( you have to say the title out loud, with a deep, serious voice)
One of the real highlights of living in the country are the sights and sounds of seasonal activity. Winter is the time of bonfires. On any clear day, a trickle of smoke can be seen rising from n number of farms ( look, I used maths reference! O weird).
There are great piles of old hedges, trees, broken fencing and other perfect bonfire material stacked up in perfect teepee shapes in most fields,just waiting for pyromaniacs such as myself to toss a match to.
They make for a great spectacle and wonderful smoke-skies.
These are all in oil and 20x20cm on canvas