Kim, Caleb, and I went to the Boomershoot site yesterday. We put in a simple stairway from the water pump to the shed where we make and store the explosives for the reactive targets.

When we got back home Xenia asked what we did and I told her we made a stairway. "To where?", she asked. And I told her, "A stairway to heaven."

This captures a couple of different concepts in addition to the song with that title. I always worry some about blowing up myself and others when we are working on the explosives. Hence a literal use of the word heaven if you believe in such things. And also it's a very happy, pleasant place for me--gun, explosives, and the serenity of being out in the middle of the farm with no people or their sounds nearby.