The wood was stacked neatly by the hearth."Do you want a fire tonight?" He asked me.
"Yes, please." I reply.
He arranges the logs in some sort of geometric pattern. Kindling poking out and discarded magazines twisted into colorful origami in between.
He heats up the flue and I hear the air get sucked up the chimney.
The paper is lit in no time and I have a roaring bon-fire in my fireplace.
It is so hot we can't sit too close for fear that our eyebrows will be incinerated.
So, from afar I enjoy the fire blazing in front of me.I curl up on the couch and let the warmth envelope me. My cat joins me in appreciating the golden glow.
As my eyes close, I listen to the fire speak it's language. Pops, crackles, and hisses.
My mind welcomes the new nature-speak and I feel myself drift into sleep.Oh, I do love to lay by the fire and do nothing.
2 comments:
I like your colorful origami line, very descriptive and lyrical. Also, I'm jealous of your fireplace!! I have a stupid gas one that puts out no heat and manages to sound like the roar of a Kuwaiti oil fire, not so much with the restive.
I love this Jenn, it makes me want to curl up in front of your fireplace. I love a warm cozy fire!
I hope you had a great holiday!
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