Friday, February 20, 2009

Our Wood Stove


I certainly have made enough references to our wood stove - and now that I have learned how to post a photo, voila!!! :-)

The brick is real, the wall created brick by brick The floor is a dark gray slate that our stove sets upon. To the right is our dining room and to the left our 'living room area. Our wood stove provides so much more than added warmth, and when it is loaded and roaring heats the upstairs too. When we open the doors and can see the mystery of fire it is so comforting and sensual. We have had some fine times in front of our wood stove on the carpeting just beyond the slate - pillows and some nice Merlot, our favorite music and the elements of winter swirling around outside, visible through full length glass sliders and picture windows all around - our wood stove defies the cold to interfere with it's purpose of providing us comfort, warmth, ambiance and freedom to bathe in it's glory. There is a black iron kettle on top. It is filled with water, spattered with spices and scented oils. As the water heats and the steam rises it fills the air with a wonderful aroma that soothes and entices all our senses. It is a gentle whirl of fire and spices, an inner glow of winter wine, the force of winter just outside pounding on our windows and doors and walls, our bodies surrounded by each other and lost in the sounds and smells and passion of our intimacy - heightened intensity. We become one with all of it, giggling and moaning, noticing winter, a glimpse of the fire, another sip of wine, a surge of spices, the music plays on - It all blends like molten lava. There is no separation, no difference between us and the mystery that surrounds us - we revel in it.............. and then we relax, come back to individual parts of our amazing blend.....the fire still glows, winter still rages, the spices still fill the air, the wine needs refilling, the music still plays - we lay limp and gratified -

breathing.............listening........feeling..........remembering.


And so our old and sturdy Vigilante wood stove could tell a few stories if it could speak. It has charmed and warmed our home for almost 20 years. It has seen and heard it all........

Love Gail
peace and warmth

10 comments:

PENolan said...

You're more concrete in my imagination with photos. Don't know what to make of it yet, but there's a very cool quantum shift.
T

giggles said...

It's beautiful!! In an old-fashioned kind of way.... I can only imagine the pleasures it brings.....

Gail said...

HI P E

Only one of your comments published. huh. Anyways, I am so not advanced - believe me I am still fumbling around.

Love Gail
peace.....

Gail said...

Hi Giggles-

beautiful and old fashioned, indeed. We do get such joy from it's stature, warmth, and placement in the center of everything. Like part of the family. :-)

Love Gail
peace.....

Soapstone Woodstove said...

It's lovely indeed.

Gail said...

Hi soap stove -

thanks for stopping by - I went and visited your blog too. Great site-

Gail
peace.....

Kartz said...

Old is gold, anyone? :)

Peace, Have a wonderful weekend.

Fallen Angel said...

I can really feel you in this post. I have a very similar relationship with my coffeemaker....dear sweet coffeemaker....never a bad word...and the memories....

Comrade Kevin said...

Very nice. You could pretend you were living in the 1800s?

Gail said...

Kevin-

Some times I think I must have lived in the 1800's in another life.

Love Gail
peace.....