And the stars did a dance for free.

When the sun went down, the stars were peeping into the window in the house on the mountain. We have a show for you, they beckoned. I ignored them and told them that the fellowship was much to fun, for me to go outside and watch the Star's Thanksgiving Day Parade. I didn't know that we were going to a parade. When we decided to go home, when we had drunk as much of the fellowship as we could, within reason, we walked outside. We hardly had to look up and a star darted here and there, seemingly on cue. It was musical. It was syncapated and it was all the sky. Thank God, from Whom all blessings flow. Then we went home.