Fog and the Fireplace

Today was a grey, drippy, chilly, foggy day. The kind of chill that goes way down inside you, and no matter how many layers you pile on the top, you want an electric blanket for your bones!

The Kiddos found the four walls of the house and the company of each other tiresome. The dogs paced over the wood floors. I shivered inside my fleece and jeans.

Time to light the fireplace and

to pull out some new yarn to cast on for a couple of dishcloths.

The household settles down. The fireplace draws us in . . . and warms us, inside and out. The drips slide soothingly down the glass. Fresh grace for a rainy afternoon.