I’m a bit of a pyromaniac. I don’t start fires, but I do love them, and having a fireplace is one of the things I’ve loved most about moving this past year! I was warming up by the fire while the winds howled outside yesterday, and that led to this #wonderbreak. [Want to learn more or join in?] By the way, our gas fireplace does not make smoke…that line just came from campfire memories. I’m surprised how even a fireplace fire has the same effect on me, though: I look into the flames and almost immediate take a huge breath. I feel my shoulders rise and fall, and a fair portion of any stress drains right out of me. It’s like time pauses and the fire says, “You must relax.” And I do.