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Going up in smoke

I had a writing lesson today, via Skype, with my wonderful Devon-based tutor, and the theme we explored was fire.  It created an opportunity to remember Bonfire Night in my Hampshire home village of Hartley Wintney, where I think they still commemorate the event in big style, with a massive bonfire, fireworks, food stalls, and all sorts of razzmatazz.  

My lesson over, I was prompted to go outside and have a bonfire myself!  I have trimmed most of the lavender bushes, and had a wheelbarrowful of stems to deal with, and it wasn't long before I had a good, fragrant smoky fire going.

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  1. Nothing like a bonfire. Was the scent of burning lavender good? I'm thinking it should be and am imagining the smell...strong incense of smell.
    The mysterious smoke whirling and dancing....its like a Harry Potter spell! What mythical creature did you create? x

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