Now that the colder weather is back, it is time for me to fire up the fireplaces again. In my first house, this very quaint place in a seedy part of Tacoma, had a stone faced fireplace. It was natural wood burning and I used to love to have it going all the time (even though I lived there only during the summer).
My new fireplaces are gas and they are not as nice, since they are so hot, and the gas smell. But what makes it all better is that I have one in my bedroom.
I know it is cheesey and geeky, but there is something to be said about the romance of having a roaring fire going as you are wrapped up in your covers in your bedroom. I like the feeling or safety and security. Nothing else gives me the same kind of feeling of safety. NOTHING!
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