The past few times we’ve been over at Peter and Bethany’s, someone has built a fire, “for the children to play with.” They are well-supervised, but the fire does bring out their inner wild things.
It’s so companionable, to sit around the fire and listen to it snap. To swap babies around. To toss in a handful of leaves just to see the flames rise.
We live in a beautiful valley, and the gloaming is perfection.
Speaking of fire.
Bethany showed me this video for “Man on Fire” last winter, and I pull it up whenever I’m feeling kind of bummed. It is beautiful.
And, for those who didn’t recognize the title…