It is wrong to love a thing this much, but I just came in from the mailbox & filling up the birdbath and I love the gas fireplace in our school room. It finally reached 22 outside, but it is a toasty* 66 here at my desk. 
*66 counts as "toasty" only because I am wearing two sweaters and fluffy slippers. But that is a given in winter.
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Nothing wrong with it, at all. (Says the lady who regularly sings romantic ballads to her wood stove... so, you know, take my opinion with a grain of salt. And a little fire.) ;-)
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