Happy New Year

First, call the Fire Marshall

Our potatoe farmer friend from Idaho brought this Jeroboam. It holds 4 standard size bottles of Champagne

No one noticed the large pile of wood by the pond ....and then it was ablaze, a stroke or two before midnight. Gene gave a short little speech. It was all about ridding yourself of everything negative. He handed each guest a large sheath of tall grasses, something substantial to hold on to. Each person and not at the same time, and only when they were ready, tossed the sheath into the fire. You could actually feel the lightness of spirit as the flames shot higher and higher.


As soon as my exotic, beautiful and longtime friend Susie realized her opportunity she raced back to the house and reappeared with a slip of paper. She tossed it into the fire. The flames picked it up and hurled it into the freezing air as we watched it disappear into the night. In her high heels and little black cocktail dress she chased after it. And with great determination she tossed it back into the fire. And this time it burned. Mission accomplished! What was so important in this written message on that little slip of paper? We will never know.

On New Years Eve we call the Fire Marshall. Yes, we are going to have another bonfire. No need to send the Fire Engines.


Wishing each and everyone of you lightness of spirit.

Gina