Faux Fireplace
I love fireplaces. To me, they warm your soul, not just your body. Since hubby and I have been married, I've dreamed of having one. I grew up having a fireplace. I loved helping my dad carry in wood and build a fire during the cold winter months. He taught me all about kindling and what worked best. Sometimes, he would even let me start it myself and I always felt so proud when I was able to get a fire going as good as he could. To this day the scent of a fireplace burning somewhere in the air outside takes me right back to those special times with my dad. It stops me in my tracks and I remember how much pride he seemed to take in building a fire for his family on cold evenings. Our house doesn't have one and since I can't build a functioning fireplace, I decided to do the next best thing, a faux version. It might not be just like what I had growing up but it certainly reminds me of that and brings back wonderful memories. And ...