{quotable thursdays}

It's a blustery, windy, wintry day & I've spent all day inside marking papers. I have finally reached the end of what seemed like a never-ending pile, and I've got one more day before I leave for Mexico!

Here's a quote that is befitting wintry nights by the fire...

In rigorous hours, when down the iron lane

The redbreast looks in vain

For hips and haws,

Lo, shining flowers upon my window-pane

The silver pencil of the winter draws.

When all the snowy hill

And the bare woods are still;

When snipes are silent in the frozen bogs,

And all the garden garth is whelmed in mire,

Lo, by the hearth, the laughter of the logs --

More fair than roses, lo, the flowers of fire!

-Winter, Robert Louis Stevenson

Here are some images of hearths, fires, & embers: 

{west elm}

{i love the paint colours here. country living}

{shelterness}

{hostess blog}