Since all the house work we did on the garage last fall, we've had four separate piles of scrap wood littering our lawn. Not little piles, either. They seemed to grow over time, as we piled fallen branches and added other pieces of scrap here and there. I kept putting off the fire, worried it was going to be too long and take too much time.
It took a while, certainly, but only five hours of hard work. Friday I headed to the fire department and picked up a permit, and then when I got home, I lit the biggest pile on fire and took the other piles over to it. The flames got pretty high--probably about seven feet or so at times. Looking back on it, I would have liked to have the fire a bit further from my house. There was one panicked moment when I saw flames trickling over toward the garage, but the hose took care of that. :-)
In any case, the piles have magically disappeared, and it's wonderful not to have to stare at them when I drive into the garage each day.
Wish I'd done it sooner.