One last hurrah before our sweltering summer. I have now used all of the Irish turf and the old firewood. And while allowing the embers to cool, I will enjoy the smell of their smoky goodness which tends to linger in all corners of my house for at least a week. The following photos will show you two of those corners.
Something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue. The chair once belonged to a great aunt. Ever since I have been out on my own, this chair has moved with me from apartment to apartment then to my house. It’s one of the few hand-me-down relics that I have retained. In fact all three pieces of family furniture I chose to keep once belonged to this great aunt. And when I can find and purchase a wonderful reading lamp, this chair next to the fireplace will become my reading nook during the cold winter months. I love the smell and crackle of a wood burning fireplace. I usually purchase aged oak to burn, but I will occasionally splurge and purchase Irish Turf and/or peat briquettes. I spent three incredible weeks in Ireland back in 2000, fell in love with the smell of the burning Irish peat, and am always wanting to relive those memories with its scent.