After a day of beach baseball, frisbee, football, swimming and fishing, it was time to crowd around a fire and relax. We wrapped fresh fish in tin foil seasoned with olive oil, cracked pepper and fresh lemon, then placed the wrapped fillets on the grill over the crackling coals. The sun dipped down and the stars came into the night sky as we munched on the tender mackerel.
We were warm in our sleeping bags as we fell asleep beside the retracting heat of a dying fire. It wasn’t long before the heat came back, albeit from a different source burning 150 million kilometres away, rising into the morning sky.