Yes, another fire (of course). The wood was damp, so it didn't exactly roar. But the children enjoyed it anyway, and helped to throw pine-cones on to glow and crackle. They are very sensible near heat; this time we had the amusement of hearing Morgan tell Jenna, "BOP! OT!" (Stop, hot!) When she ran near the fire!
Inside again with mugs of hot creamy soup, cooked while the children played in the garden in the dark.
Pumpkin lanterns now lit and glowing. We talk every year about how the candle inside is like the light inside us, life that we were given, gifted, blessed with. We tell the old old story about hiding the light away, and how people only know what is within us when we let it show - when we live in that light. We always carve our pumpkins with lots of stars and a moon, reminders that when we do good we "shine like stars in a crooked and depraved generation."
And for pudding, baked apples with cinnamon, maple syrup and cream! Jealous? :P