Our little attic loft room provides a cozy respite from winter, and an ideal nook in which to read and pass a quiet evening. Andy found a room heater that works wonders, but on days where we try to conserve energy, when the cold from outside hasn’t entirely permeated the space, I find that a few candles lit throughout the day manage to keep things toasty enough.
They also provide a warm glow that is easier on the eyes and countenance than all of the modern LED coolness. Outside the lone window of the space, I can spy snow nestled in the boughs of an old pine tree, and below in the yard there are the remnants of a summer not-quite-well-spent. There are seeds to next summer planted there as well, seeds of hope buried beneath the snow, waiting only for the right combination of light and warmth to ignite their new season.
