It's the yearly New years bonfire.
It is warm for a December 31st night, a balmy 15 degrees above zero, (F).
A blanket of clouds kept the stars from sight but offered in exchange, some very light flakes floating down around me.
The wind picked up for a while which help my poorly fueled fire for a while.
I thought about an old, old tune by Bruce Cockburn called simply "Christmas Song"...