Saturday night. The rain-delayed Solstice fire. The occasion on which us pagan folk burn the dried evergreens that decorated the house at the the winter Solstice. Celebrating how the fire warms us just as the sun does. And consider what has come to pass in that time. What we are grateful for. What we would like to accomplish. Reid played his banjo and sang of pirates. Watching a fire. Better than most of the stuff on tv.
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