Today, I had some limbs to burn. I do compost a lot of things, but there were some Leyland limbs that I wanted to burn. I also burned quite a bit of privet brush; burning it is about the only way to ensure it doesn't root. Little holly saplings that sprout here and there I sometimes burn just so I don't have prickly holly leaves in the compost pile. If something is diseased, I might burn it as well.
This afternoon was perfect for my fire. It had just started sprinkling a little which meant the ground around would be damp and not likely to catch fire from a hot ash floating on the breeze. The winds were less than 10 mph. I really don't like to have a fire if it is much windier than 12 mph or so.
I like to start my fire with natural materials (except for a match or two). The little twigs from the dried Leyland branches are pretty good for the small stuff. I used a little pine straw and dried stilt grass to get things started.
When I'm all done, I'll save the ashes for the garden.
Burning my brush pile is such a satisfying chore.