Whew, it’s been a while! December was a crazy time for me with multiple deadlines and, of course, the holidays squeezing its vise grip around my neck. Luckily, it all came together–as it always does–and I was able to relax and enjoy the Yuletide.
Pablo had an especially wonderful holiday season. With a house filled with family members, Pablo had his choice of people to beg from and pester. He did his best to get to anyone–but it was hard going at times. There are just so many empty ice cream bowls a pug can lick. But he was a trooper and soldiered on without a single complaint.
Santa was very good to Pablo, too. He received boxes of festive dog cookies, stuffed toys, and a brand new hoodie. The photo speaks for itself–is that dog stylin’ or what!
So as 2012 draws to a close, Pablo and I would like to wish all our readers a happy and prosperous new year!
It was a bloodthirsty crowd that gathered in Phoenixville, PA, to watch the annual burning of the wooden phoenix. As K and I stood among them on a thankfully warm Saturday night we heard them chant, “Burn the bird! Burn the bird!” If it weren’t for all the smart phones held high to record the event, I might have imagined myself back in medieval times awaiting the burning of a heretic or witch.
A little after 8 PM, they set the bird afire and the flames inched their way upwards. In the background drums pounded and before long the increasing heat from the burning bonfire warmed our upturned faces. I have to admit I felt a bit sad to see something so wonderfully built and majestic be destroyed. Still it was an impressive sight. We stayed until most of the structure was consumed, then went home to Pablo, who wisely chose to keep his distance from trampling crowds. Besides, the only bird he’d want to see roasting would not be made of wood.
This Saturday the Phoenix will burn (and hopefully be reborn) and yours truly will be there to witness it. This is our first winter in Phoenixville and K and I are excited to partake in its ninth annual Firebird Festival. At 8 PM the almost 30-foot-high wooden phoenix you see above will be ceremonially set afire. The burning symbolizing the rebirth of Phoenixville, which like many former steel town had fallen upon hard times before undergoing a renaissance of sorts. So for those of you who enjoy a really big bonfire, grab a bag of marshmallows and head on over!