Tonight was trash-burning night. We have a garbage service but someone stole our can and it takes a while to get a new one plus we occasionally burn the paperstuffs anyway - keeps it out of the landfill and makes some nice ash for our compost pile. The girls enjoy it, even though I always forget to buy marshmallows! Lily suggested we strip, paint ourselves blue and dance around the fire like the Celts, but we decided it was a bit too cold for that and we are all far too modest anyway. There's something wonderfully primitive about standing in the glow of the moon surrounded by woods with the cats prowling around and the fire leaping to and fro like a living thing.
One-Man Band - "Does this make me look like a one-man band?" Clara asks as she heads out to teach piano . . . and cello . . . and violin. Yes. © Pleasant View Schoolhouse
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