Last week in Park City at the Sundance Film Festival made me miss home. Not the place I NOW call home (South Florida), but Providence (or the area surrounding it) where I grew up and raised my family. There’s something about the brisk weather, looking out at the snow capped mountains (we used to weekend in New Hampshire at the ski resorts) and cuddling around the easy gas fires in the fireplace. Warming up in front of the fire after we had walked and walked all day long that had me thinking about my roots.
Back in RI we used to heat a portion of our home with a woodstove and use our main fireplace as a gathering spot for the family when guests would come over. The mansion is our first home that doesn’t have any form of fireplace (although I’ve been considering a fire-pit in the backyard). The truth is that this house is well suited for marble fireplaces, as the ceilings in the living room are twenty feet high and the rooms are quite open. I have seen Florida homes with gas fireplaces, since they don’t throw as much heat as their woodburning counterparts (or should I say, you can control the heat much better).
The truth is that although we don’t use our heat much, there have been cool days and colder evenings where a fireplace would have been PERFECT. I’ve been missing the northeast a lot lately, and I wonder if adding a little of New England to our home in Florida would do the trick?
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