After an engaging and satisfying morning of live-streaming for the second Sunday of the Celtic Advent pilgrimage: we ate a late breakfast, schlepped with Lucie out in the wetlands for a bit, and then constructed our own version of an inuksuk. Now I am preparing roast chicken with rosemary and maple, acorn squash, and mashed potatoes while I sort through our Advent/Christmas CDs. For some reason we've accumulated some "soft jazz" and/or once interesting Windham Hill pseudo-Celtic CDs. They just have NO juice any more so they're heading to the great recycling dump. Here some of my favorite weekend photos - and a link to the FB live-streaming gig.
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