Oh, Holy Light

Our town has a tradition of setting out luminaries on Christmas Eve.  JT is in charge of ensuring that ours are properly lined up and he takes his responsibility quite seriously.

It looks so peaceful and welcoming to see them alight in front of all the houses in town. 

That is, until you come home from singing Christmas carols and enjoying the peaceful companionship of Quaker Meeting and find a small fire on the sidewalk in your front yard.  That's a less peaceful sort of affair.

But no worries, my lovely assistant supervised the burning while I went inside to get a large cup of water.  We doused the flames together.  Now I'm wondering if my calm fire-fighting skills will qualify me to join the town's volunteer fire force.