Several people we know had their first fires in their woodstoves today, and although his family suggested it too, Tim always likes to wait until it is REALLY cold before we have ours. It was 70F inside so it didn't really make sense, even if it was cold outside.
There is a Spanish fable about a scarecrow and why crows became black. You can see it made into a beautiful video here It is in Spanish with English subtitles.
The artwork is utterly amazing, how they can make a pumpkin-head face go through the gamut of emotions! The scarecrow is so terribly sad and lonely because he has no friends, and can't understand why, even though he rescues one of the crows (which are all beautifully purple) and nurses it back to life, that blind crow explains that crows can't be his friends because they are supposed to be afraid of scarecrows. He tries to make friends with a human being, but is suspected of being a demon and chased up into one of the windmills where he is burned by an angry mob. The blind crow he saved tells all the other crows about him being a good scarecrow, and they all feel sorry for him but can't save him. In the morning they go to the windmill when everything is just a burnt ruin, and take the ashes of the scarecrow and scatter them where they fly all over the world along with the crows, so the scarecrow (called espantapajaros in Spanish, which seems to be a wonderful word) never has to be lonely again, and crows decide to wear mourning and that is why all crows are still black!
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