Saturday 7 January 2012

Comfort

It's a funny world. I wonder what makes you comfortable? Now for me, I cannot sit down without reading something. I much prefer to read than to watch TV. But some where in god's own county,  (if there was a god, which of course there isn't). There is a place to just sit in front of the fire, warming one's toes. A book isn't necessary, the flames are fascinating, never the same. Sparks. Different woods burn in a different way, oaks pick up a lot of sand, causes lots of sparks and minor explosions. Hearth rugs are full of holes. Hearth dogs tend to get singed, but it is so nice to lie there, and sleep, to dream, the rabbits are easier to catch, especially when you are old.

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