It is raining and windy, and so a day for a fire to fill the house will the aroma of woodsmoke. I think if I could come up with a fabric softener that would make my pillowcases smell as if they were dried in the sun and an air freshener that was of aged woodsmoke, I would be able to open a place in the mall where you could “Rent a Nap” by the hour. You might not want to nap, just lie there in your cubicle lit with a flickering hurricane lamp and enjoy the smells.

Or,  I could go into the “Rustic Bedroom Package” that could be installed in homes. It says safety and comfort to me. Perhaps somewhere people like the sound of a low TV and parents voices  through a door left partly open  and the sound of New York traffic making it through a window. I could expand my business – different options for different reminders of comfort and belonging.

Ah, but back to today and  a fire. Maybe we need to get two fires going; we do have lots of wood since the winter was so mild. A fire in the den and one in the basement and the cheery smell and feel of air carrying the wood-burning ambiance throughout sounds good to me.

You know, I think I’ll just go start the fire in the basement right now.

See ya.