Our First Fire

We lit our first fire of the season in the fireplace last night. I know, I know, you're probably thinking it couldn't have possibly been that cold down here. Well, you're right. Our version of a cold front is what some of you call Indian Summer! (lows in mid-40s, highs barely over 70...)

It's just that we don't get to use the fireplace very often. So, we take full advantage of every opportunity. We'll light a fire before we go put on warmer clothes (Joe still had on his shorts, short-sleeved shirt, and was barefoot)!

So, there we were. Joe over on the couch watching TV with assorted dogs snuggling him (always 2 at a time and they seemed to take turns); me in the chair with my feet up on the hassock, Zeila at my side, Dexter at my feet, a good book in-hand. It was a perfectly cozy, relaxing evening. I hope it's "cold enough" to do it again tonight!



This wasn't last night... this was last January. I just thought it was ironic that it was these two again, Dexter and Zeila, cozying up to me. They make me happy.