I went outside just a little while ago without any shoes on just to check on a few things. That concrete sure gets cold on some stocking feet this time of year. It was chillery right down to the bone I’m here to say.
I noticed right off the smell of wood smoke drifting over the neighborhood. It’s probably one of my neighbors in the older neighborhoods out back of me. They tend to have real fireplaces or wood burning stoves in their homes whereas we have natural gas fireplaces in ours. I thought about putting in a wood burning stove a while back and then I thought of the maintenance that goes in to one and the wood chores and such. I thought otherwise real quick like.
I do like a wood fire however. There’s something about the smell of a wood fire this time of year when the air is heavy and cold and the ice and snow chase you inside. There’s something about listening to the wood pop and crack as it burns. And there’s something about how warm and cozy a wood fire makes you feel when you’re nearby. It warms to the bone and makes you want to sleep. Well, it makes me want to sleep at least.
I’ll have some supper here after a bit, clean up the kitchen and put away leftovers for lunch tomorrow. Then I’ll go downstairs for a bit before I have to turn in for the night. My fireplace is on down there. It may not be as warm and cozy and as sexy as having a real wood burning fire; but it warms you none the less.