My family has slowly migrated all of our activities to happen in front of the woodstove which feels like the beating heart of the house. I love it. I find solace in the constant tending it needs and how before I go to sleep I let my eyes get soft and watch the coals die down.
Solace and holding things close
Solace and holding things close
Solace and holding things close
My family has slowly migrated all of our activities to happen in front of the woodstove which feels like the beating heart of the house. I love it. I find solace in the constant tending it needs and how before I go to sleep I let my eyes get soft and watch the coals die down.