When I was interning (oh so long ago) I had a special child in the classroom whose name I shall not mention. The obsurdity was that the child loved fire. Passionately loved fire. In fact we had to check him daily for matches. Seriously. Morning frisking. Once burnt down his own house he did. Odd I thought, that a (Kindergarten) child could love fire so much.
Now I have my fireplace. I can sit and STARE at the fire for HOURS. I get really happy when it's time to put another log on the fire. It fansinates me. I can even block out the sounds of the hammers and saws and various other bang-bang sounds. I just LOVE my fireplace.
So here is a picture of my fireplace. Now you can all sit and stare at it for hours with me. Though to be fair, it is blurry and I was too lazy to take another round of pictures. So maybe you only want to stare for like an hour or so and then take a break. (HOWEVER, if you are reading this and you live across the yard from me--there is no reason you shouldn't be over here RIGHT NOW enjoying it with me!!!!)
As an aside, we had our first visitor knock on the woodshed door today. Man did I laugh.
2 comments:
The fireplace does look great. It was very heavy moving that thing too.
It's a bit hot here for a fire appart from those that have been burning across Australia the last 3 weeks.
Say hi to Jean for me.
We were so looking forward to having roaring fires in our new place, but unfortunately the chimney is cracked and so we can't!! I know what you mean though, there is something just so fantastic about sitting around and staring at a fire. The campfire horror story when I was in high school was that of a girl who stared at the fire without blinking for so long that all the fluid in her eyes dried up and she went blind!! Now I can't help it whenever I am staring into a fire I always remember to blink ALOT!!
Thanks for your kind thoughts on our blog. I feel much more positive today...
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