Kickass prairie burn

Kickass, the doorstop dog, says it is that time of year when those who enjoy the magic of prairies get out their matches and rakes and burn everything down to a blank scorched earth, confident that within weeks and months all the glorious plants—some—like the Compass plant, as tall as ten feet, will flower and flourish.  If this periodic burning does not take place, invasives like ragweed and buckthorn move in and take over and the prairie becomes an unattractive brushy tangle, which sounds like the current status of Washington and Wisconsin doesn’t it.  There must be some way to do a burn.