Sparking an Interest in Wood Inserts

I’m soon going to be traveling to the Southwest to take a look at a friend’s new apartment, one which contains a fire place built into the corner of his living room.  It’s sparked an interest, as it were, in fire places in general, and I’ve begun checking up on what’s available lately, and after seemingly little advancement from Franklin’s cast iron stove over two hundred and fifty years ago, it seems that there are a growing number of accessories that go with these primal sources of home heating.

Recent developments have arisen to take care of several problems.  Inside the fire place, we have such things as grates, logboxes, fireguards, firedogs (some of these terms are self-explanatory, such as a fireguard, but I definitely had to look up a firedog: turns out, it’s a much older device than I had anticipated, and it’s used to hold up logs off the ground and inside the hearth, in order to increase air circulation, providing a better fire).  Outside the fire place, you’ll find tools that range from pokers to bellows to shovels to tongs, and toolstands.

Fireplace or wood inserts is a device, as the name suggests, that’s inserted directly into the fireplace.  Usually, you’ll find these inserts made from steel or cast iron;  ones with with glass doors that are self-cleaning are available, which will let the fire-builders watch the fire, while allowing the doors to be closed, using vents to expel the heat, which makes it far more efficient than a regular open fireplace.  Lately, it’s the inserts that have shown the most advancement.  These things include fans and controlled thermostats, depending on whether it’s wood burning or gas.  You’ll find the inserts placed in categories by fuel type, such as wood or coal, pellet or propane, or even natural gas).

I’m wondering if my friend has any of these inserts or additions to his own fireplace, but it seems, as winter approaches, that at the very least a shopping trip to get one of these inserts would be an excellent idea.

Finding the Perfect Outdoor Spa for You

One of my dear friends is what is now being called, a visionary artist.  This is the term that is now used in reference to artists who are for the most part, self taught.  Although they may have learned by observation, or learned from the books on art and art theory, they did not attend a formalized training program, they did not in other words, go to school.  They just simply create, often times not even referring to what they create as artwork.  They make it because they have to, they are driven by something that is deep within themselves.

I often visit my friend in his studio, a large outdoor garage if you can call it that, it is really just an open air work space covered by a large roof.  And under that roof, on one side of his studio sits one of his prize possessions, his hot tub.  Years ago he suffered from a bout of sleepless nights, and his doctor suggested that he look online, referencing the site of choosehottubsdirect.com, where he found the perfect hot tub for his needs.   He simply needed a quiet place to relax, to think about the work that was brewing in his mind.

What happened was that he realized, upon sitting in the hot water before heading off to bed, that he was sleeping soundly and deeply throughout the night, something that he had not experienced in years.  Over the years, even if he does not consider his own work to be fine art, his gallery sales have taken off.  And if he ever becomes overwhelmed by the amount of work he must produce in any given month, he simply takes a brief soak, to emerge refreshed and revitalized and ready to take it on.  Most of the time I visit him, we soak.  We talk, and we relax.  This gives us a respite from the busy world, and provides us a quiet moment to reflect on where we have been, and where we are going next.

White Horse Tavern New York City

Perry was getting ready to take the love of his life Carla on their first date. This may sound a bit premature to be calling her the love of his life and before they had even gone on a single date, but Perry was sure of this and when he was sure of something it may as well have been written in stone. He had been planning this date for two weeks and finally last Thursday asked Carla if she would go out with him. Although he had every intention of eventually marrying her, he felt this was a little to forward for the introductory request. He decided she needed to discover that reality for herself and so he would give her until after dinner that night.

Again, all of this may sound quite rash and even a bit compulsive and insincere. In actuality, Perry would take the entire relationship slowly and let it develop at its own pace and leave Carla’s feelings and intentions up to her own person. Still, he could not help what he knew would be the eventual outcome of their relationship, but he would bury this away to let it develop naturally. Meanwhile, that night he was incredibly intent on making it the best possible first date she had ever had, and would ever have again.

Perry had made reservations at the White Horse Tavern and had tickets for Billy Elliot The Musical. He decided on the White Horse because he had heard great things about the food and also due to its historic aspect and the fact it was a famous writer and artist hangout. This turned out to be an excellent choice and Carla loved the place. She had heard about it many times though she had never been there. They had an excellent meal in this establishment that has been in existence since 1673. It was older than the country itself she thought as her Grilled Golf Shrimp appetizer arrived. She had the Portobello Mushroom Napoleon and Perry had the Chicken en Carozza. It was the beginning of a perfect night. Thirty years later when they would return for a visit and stay in one of the best hotels New York City Carla would confess to Perry that she knew right then that she was going to marry him.