Burn Ditches, not Bridges

I felt like being poetic today with the title. Yesterday was spent with a dose of smoke inhalation thanks to my dumbass forgetting all about grabbing a gaiter before heading out to my parents' house to burn ditches.
It got me thinking about how my mom always said never to burn bridges. I know, it's metaphorical but still, compared to burning a bridge down you might not ever be able to rebuilt, why not burn ditches? It promotes regrowth and all that, cleaning out the old to make way for the new. I don't know, maybe I'm still not fully awake despite walking the youngest to school, working out, and just now getting to my coffee, but I liked it.
If you're a loyal follower to my website, I'm working toward adding something here real soon. I'm planning on wrapping up my final rough draft for the school year in the next couple of weeks and then will be turning focus on re-writes as well as launching something new here. 
I don't have much else to share with you today. Have a great one!
x Brooke