Home is Where the Hearth Is

I’m in the too-Sunny-South for a time and I really miss my fireplace.

A cozy fire on a frosty evening… a glass of wine or cup of tea… the crackle and scent of varied woods that bring the wintry forest into your living room… the comfort of a good book by the hearth.  I always knew I loved it, I just didn’t know til now, that I couldn’t live happily without it!

There’s something about a fireplace that feels like HOME to me.  The home my Cancerian soul needs to feel at peace with the world.

Having figured this out, I think I’ll soon be on the house-hunt again.  Other people ask their Real Estate Agent to find the perfect house.  This time, I think I’ll just ask him to find the perfect fireplace and figure the house that grew around such a treasure will be the perfect one for me.

I’ll keep you posted about my peregrinations… I expect I’ll be finishing up Book II of the Sacred Secrets Mysteries in front of the crackling fire.

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