There’s No Fireside . . .

IMG_3764“Níl aon tinteán mar do thinteán féin.”

The first time we went to Ireland, on our honeymoon, we bought this plaque with Gaelic words that translate to say, “There is no fireside like your own fireside.”

It was a sentimental and appropriate choice for newly-wed introverts, ready to commence sharing a fireside and both believing that home is the best place to be.

The plaque sits by our fireside, bearing testament to a continued love of home, now, twenty-five years later.

I always like being home, coming home, having a place that is “HOME” to me.

But never do I appreciate my own fireside more than days like today.

See the "feels like" temp in the bottom left corner? That -30 Celsius

See the “feels like” temp in the bottom left corner? That -30 Celsius

We’ve seen snowier and we’ve seen colder. But that doesn’t diminish the fact that the snow is “falling” sideways today and we can’t see a boundary between lake and shore and sky. It’s a day where photos in full color are simply shades of gray.IMG_4317 IMG_4296

We’ll have to go out later and clear some of that snow but, for now, the fireside is the place to be, for folks and for critters.

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It’s a day when the weather can be used as a excuse for doing what we please, or not doing much at all, a grownup’s version of a snow day, off from school.

It’s a day to stay home, at the best fireside–our own.

43 thoughts on “There’s No Fireside . . .

  1. It has been a tradition of mine for decades now to make split pea soup on snow days. It started when I lived in New York and we got three feet dumped on us during the night. We couldn’t get out of the house because the door wouldn’t open enough. Needless to say … NO WORK! SNOW DAY!
    So I set to making a pot of soup with some ham that was in the fridge, dried split peas, potatoes, carrots, onions, chicken broth, etc.
    So now we make sure keep the ingredients needed on hand. We keep bacon in the freezer (works just as well, if not better than ham), and we have the veggies and chicken broth around anyway. And on the rare occasion that we do get a lot of snow here in central Oregon, I do the right thing … I make soup.
    (We’ve got the cat, but I wish we had a fireplace …)

    • You’ll be pleased to know that, the minute I read this, I told my husband we had to have split pea soup ASAP! I love it and, you’re right, it would be perfect right now. Tomorrow . . .

  2. 🙂 I wrote my comment to you in January Review before reading this. Yes, I like to be home. Home with a fire and a cat is just about purrfect. (We have no cats anymore as I am allergic.)

  3. Hello, I found your blog thru the lovely Textile Ranger and want to make a comment re your last blog. “Stone the crows and Shoot the Stork” is something we used to say in London when I lived there in the 60’s….still makes me laugh! I grew up in northern NH so know ‘from’ snow 🙂 I checked with my friends in Milan, NH and they just said…we know what to do with snow !! I really like your blog, thank you!! I now live in northern ID and we’re into fog and rain. Take care.

    • You’ve certainly lived interesting places–such variety! I’m so glad you came by here–any friend of the Textile Ranger is someone I’d like to know, too! I’m still trying to get my head around that “stone the crows” thing . . .

    • You know the best thing we ever did? We had one of those hard-wired generators installed so we can just enjoy wild winter weather without fear of being without power for days. A fireplace only goes so far in really cold weather . . .

  4. A fire on a cold Saturday in Tennessee is a favorite privilege of having an empty nest. Your writing and subjects are always delightful and heart-warming. I marvel at your ability to condense and stay on theme, even though it is very broad. Comparing your style and mine, I think you focus on feelings and meanings. When I was writing (we started our blogs at the same time), content and context were reflexively the focus. After the editing, there was no spontaneity or personality left–just a term paper (analyze, compare and contrast). A useful experiment, my blog has been put aside. You have something wonderful here, and I look forward to see where you go with it.

    • Sewing Grove, you should go back through Kerry’s archives; there are many, many wonderful essays in her blog.

      In fact, you should just start at the beginning–and you’ll enjoy a treasure trove of richly crafted writing.

      And she shoots great photos as well.

      • Sewing Grove was one of my first, if not my first, “follower”! She’s been here for the whole ride so far–I hope she stays. Not that I would ever want to discourage you from saying such nice things about my blog, Eric . . . . 😉

    • I always feel so good when you show up and make these kind comments! You know, though, I read and look forward to and like other blogs that are much more the style you describe for yourself. I did that “term paper” kind of writing for years, as an academic trying to get published, and now I’m just so happy to go the other direction. But the world needs all kinds of information and insights and points of view–what you have to say is of certain value, too! But I’m sure you’re saying it, even if not in your blog. I hope you keep coming by here!

  5. I got a chill just looking at those pictures! It’s been unusually mild here in the PNW this winter (my crocuses are blooming and I have daffodil starts poking through the ground) but there is something to be said for a snow day, especially as an adult. Hope you are enjoying the cozy solitude, some warming booze and lots of kitty belly!

    • Even with no snow, a fire is always nice in the winter. As much as I look forward to spring and summer, I have to admit I get nostalgic for my cozy room with my cozy fire. But we replace the fire with a campfire on the lake!

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