The Poetry of a Campfire
Carbon is not our enemy. It is the basis of life, working in tandem with the water and oxygen with which we are abundantly blessed to fashion all of the beauty of nature.
Let’s nerd out. Or at least I will. You don’t have to; you can just stop reading. Your call.
Why, you ask? Because I’m fascinated by the first law of thermodynamics. And by campfires (I’m currently sitting next to one). Campfires are basically the embodiment of the first law of thermodynamics.
I’ve always been fascinated by fires, and not always as cautious as I should be. You can ask my two brothers, and they can rattle off multiple times where I did something stupid with fire or fireworks. I’ll refrain from giving examples in this space though, as I don’t want to pass along any bad ideas. Heck, I’m lucky to have emerged unscathed given all the bad ideas I’ve put into practice. Let’s just talk about science instead.
