Don't you just love the look of old, wood stoves? And, I love my fireplace, but I am so thankful for central heating as I crawl out from under the covers. I remember growing up with Coleman wall heaters. We had one in the living room and one in the back bedroom. For some reason, my mother never wanted to use the one in the bedroom. She never let them run at night, either so I would wait in bed in the morning while she turned on the heater and lit the bathroom heater
and waited for the house to warm up. Granted, it was a small house, just under 1000 square feet, but that was average for the time. It didn't take long to warm up but I remember waiting under piles of cover until it was safe to dash into the warmed bathroom, shut the door and stand in front of the heater.
Yes, I am thankful for central heat but just the thought of those cold winter mornings bring back wonderful, albeit chilly, memories.
So, stay warm on this cold morning, spring is just around the corner!
2 comments:
I grew up in a house without central heating. I don't think many houses did have it then. The frost used to make patterns on our bedroom windows!
Elizabeth -- I remember those frost patterns and I used to pretend it was snow! Living in Texas we didn't see snow often so I made up my own. But weren't those frost patterns lovely!
Post a Comment