Last night was the annual tree burn at Ocean Beach. I love fire and a big fire is even more lovable. In one of the pictures the fire looks huge and out of control and it’s strange to see the people standing casually around it.
I took a lot of photos of the edges of the flames and especially the glorious orange spark showers they sent out. One thing I love about fire is that it seems like a sentient being. It moves of its own volition; deciding, seeking, growing. I also love the aftermath; the cozy, comfy sound of embers crackling.