most nights, once cold weather sets in, this is where you’ll find me.
i never get tired of sitting in front of the fire.
in my house, i am known as the firemaster. after twenty-three years of starting fires every night, all winter, i’ve become pretty good at it.
sometimes i let my husband pretend that he is better at it than i am.
and sometimes i let him have the couch, which offers the best view.
but after he goes to bed, it is just me and the couch and my fire. and if i’m lucky and i don’t have anything else i have to do, a good book will join us.
i am such a hermit, such a homebody. so not dynamic.
but hey, opposites attract, right?