The Fireplace

The Fireplace©

I loved our fireplace at home in NW PA in the 40’s, 50’s and 60’ while growing up there; the cheery fire, my Mom playing piano, my grandfather playing his fiddle and harmonica, singing old carols, folk tunes and enjoying one another’s company, but I am reminded also of the labor required to fuel and clean and the cold draft when not burning, and; well, the other side of things of joy, the balance in our experience and lives.

Richard G. Shuster, RandomlyRamblingRick, The Fireplace©