After wandering around in circles around a familiar piece of woodland, shuffling the forest floor and looking up for widow makers, we finally settle on a spot that looks homey. The usual dance begins, we drop our bags, stretch, and walk in opposite directions and gather the materials for a fire. One processes, the other builds, soon enough the woods are filled with the smoky scent of Oak, sizzling steak and laughter. Hearth and Home are made.