Well, the weather people were correct. It’s snowing and it hasn’t let up. There isn’t going to be a snowplow in our part of the county anytime soon, let alone on our road. They have never plowed our road as far as I can remember. But then again, there usually isn’t any reason to. Most Continue Reading
The Quiet Fire
I was doing my best to be very quiet as I started a fire in the fireplace. Katrina was still asleep. I had some wood stacked beside the stone wall in the living room. Carefully, as the flames rose, I adjusted the logs so none would roll out, and then stood on the hearth, my Continue Reading
Primal Memories
The glow of burning embers in the early morning darkness, when it seems all the world’s asleep, stirs ancient reflections. I toss another piece of wood on the coals and soon the fireplace is ablaze, filling the room with light. I think of how many campfires, wood stoves, and fireplaces have defined my life. The Continue Reading
