Monday, January 17, 2005
Fire
A cold day invites warm heat, lifting easily from the flame.
It was nice to see my breath as I walked home. The crisp air on my cheek makes my eyes glow.
I really love winter, just not the winter wind that bites through my coat, but I do love the extra warm layers of my blankets, warm sweaters and scarves, and fireplaces billowing heat.
A nice way to relax; dreaming in the dark with only the fire light and the lightbulb of ideas lighting your path. I bet many loves were realized in front of a fire, as well as many changes and improvements. Feeling the heat of fire makes you want to be different and honest.
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