I’m listening to one of my all time favorite songs “Light My Fire” by the group UB40. I listen to UB40 all year long with their reggae sounding music. I am crazy about their song “The Way You Do The Things You Do”. Everytime I hear that song I get this romantic notion of suddenly writing a poem or song. I guess it would make a cute song to listen to before going on a date, yes? I also absolutely love “Here I am Baby” which makes me want to cuddle next to the fireplace. Everytime a relationship ended I’d listen to “Red, Red Wine” and drown my sorrows in a lyrical version of wine. I’ve never had red wine anyways! UB40 pretty much does it for me. There are several bands and singers that get me in a romantic mood, but I’ll save them for another blog.
I remember in my 20’s, I went through this “Bohemian” phase where I wore my hair in loose twisties all summer long. I was rockin’ those long skirts and boho bags. All I’d listen to was reggae. No alcohol or drugs. I was a clean “Bohemian girl”. I still like my long skirts though. I have this one that I got in Greenwich Village that I always get complimented on. I need to go back and get another one. It’s just another excuse to roam the streets of Greenwich Village.
I bring you my fireplace tonight. To most, it’s not a big deal, for me, it is. I’m still fascinated by them. I was working on this very fire tonight. After a few huffing and puffing to get the wood burning, the fire would not cooperate with me. My place was starting to smoke up even though I had the chimney open for the smoke to go out. It wasn’t really bad, but it was enough for me to stop trying to light a fire. So I decided to do the dishes. I must’ve been washing for about a good five minutes before I happened to glance over at my fireplace. Much to my surprise, the fireplace was ablazin’ with a very lit fire! It was perfect! It was like someone turned on a “on” button and it suddenly sprang to life. I sat by it and warmed my toes and hands. I’ve taken other pictures of my fireplace, but it wouldn’t be the same because I was talking specifically about this fire.
So what memories do you have from fireplaces? Does it remind you of visiting your relatives? Does it give you a sense of coziness and a safe feeling to be home? Do you live in the moment like I do?
I love nights like these….