It only went down to the mid-forties, but we couldn't wait for our first fire of the season! The beautiful cherry wood snapped, hissed, crackled, and glowed as we relaxed and enjoyed our first evening back home after our wonderful weekend at Nemacolin. I love fall — and seeing Mike back in a flannel shirt!
I praise you, Lord, for the warmth and comfort of our first fire of the season.
