Yesterday we wrote a new song. It's a lovely song I think, called 'Heart of the Home'. It's written about the wood stove that I grew up with. When I think about what a wood stove is to a home, providing heat, and life really I guess, a place to gather around, I like the idea that it is a heart of a home. Then I thought about what life was like with our wood stove and decided there might be a song there. David tried out a gorgeous melody that came out of his head and it just fit. And now it's a song.
Now, for the life of me I couldn't remember the brand of wood stove we had. I found a picture of a wood stove that could be ours, it looks exactly like it from memory. In this picture the stove is a Kingsman wood stove. I just don't actually remember the name of our one, but boy this one in the picture does look like it... I wish I could be sure. How to be sure. If any of you remember the wood stove in my house and can verify this fact, I'd sure appreciate that. You'd have to either have been part of our lives in one way or another, or been a Strawberry u-pick customer in our farm, and come inside to pay. Try and remember would you?
Anyway, the song is kind of special, and a sort of remembering of that time. I think it's coming together really pretty well. It does make me feel, damn it. It's one of those ones that tugs at me and I have to be careful to keep it all together till at least the end of the song. Stupid feelings.
And guess what I happened to notice? This is the door in our kitchen to the outside; it has actual frost on it. I do have a blanket at the bottom to try and minimize the freezingness coming in. This door I suspect is the reason I am so freezing all the time and hate to cook in the kitchen (which is actually quite unlike me). Boy wood stove, I could sure use you in this house. It's amazing how much more liveable and cosy a house with adequate heat is. The things you take for granted right?
Have a great day guys, I sure appreciate you and those unique qualities that make you so you.