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How To Decorate A Living Room With A Fireplace


how to decorate a living room with a fireplace
    living room
  • A room in a house for general and informal everyday use
  • A living room, also known as sitting room, lounge room or lounge (in the United Kingdom and Australia), is a room for entertaining guests, reading, watching TV or other activities.
  • The Living Room is a music venue on Ludlow Street on the Lower East Side in New York City that was established in 1988.
  • living room: a room in a private house or establishment where people can sit and talk and relax
    fireplace
  • A place for a domestic fire, esp. a grate or hearth at the base of a chimney
  • an open recess in a wall at the base of a chimney where a fire can be built; "the fireplace was so large you could walk inside it"; "he laid a fire in the hearth and lit it"; "the hearth was black with the charcoal of many fires"
  • A fireplace is an architectural structure to contain a fire for heating and, especially historically, for cooking. A fire is contained in a firebox or firepit; a chimney or other flue directs gas and particulate exhaust to escape.
  • A structure surrounding such a place
  • (Fireplaces) A fireplace can offer warmth, ambience, and an inviting focal point in a home. Fire provides the perfect atmosphere for social interaction, and watching the dancing flames is a mesmerizing experience.
    decorate
  • award a mark of honor, such as a medal, to; "He was decorated for his services in the military"
  • Make (something) look more attractive by adding ornament to it
  • make more attractive by adding ornament, colour, etc.; "Decorate the room for the party"; "beautify yourself for the special day"
  • Confer an award or medal on (a member of the armed forces)
  • deck: be beautiful to look at; "Flowers adorned the tables everywhere"
  • Provide (a room or building) with a color scheme, paint, wallpaper, etc
    how to
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The Grimm Ghost
The Grimm Ghost
Crowabout week 51 collage 3.5" x 2.5" Digital collage First Collage I tried A friend of mine saw this collage and wrote a story to go with it... I liked it so here it is: This story is meant to accompany Ryan's Grimm Ghost. I admit to taking several creative liberties. It was a cool, crisp day in October. The kind of weather that makes you want to pull out your sweaters and light a fire in the fireplace, but not so cold that you’re hoping you remembered where you stowed the snow brush last March. I was picking my niece up from the bookstore where she was being entertained by Story Time with Carlin. Carlin was reading The Princess Bride and I knew Anna Grace would want to hear it. Like most five year old girls, she is captivated by tales of fair princesses, dashing heroes and grim monsters. As we left the bookstore, we had to cross the street to avoid the construction that had blocked off part of the sidewalk. “What are they building?” asked Anna Grace. “A bank,” I said, “It looks like they are just refurbishing the old one, but it will be a bank.” “How do you know?” she asked. “It has to be,” I replied, “There must always be a bank there.” “Why?” she inquired. Normally, this is the point when her father would say “Just because” in an attempt to end her relentless series of questions. However, I thought Anna Grace had a point. I really didn’t know they were going to house another bank in that building, I assumed that they would because there had almost always been a bank there, perhaps for good reason. I debated whether or not to tell her why I thought they were building for a bank. Anna Grace had a penchant for telling stories, but it wasn’t clear that this was a talent that her mother wanted to encourage. However, Halloween wasn’t far away and who else would listen to my ghost stories? Certainly not my friends or colleagues. It was a long drive back to our cabin and a story seemed like a sensible way to pass the time. “Well”, I proceeded, “Many people believe that the original bank was haunted by a man who died there many years ago. Local legend suggests that his ghost watched over the bank and has continued to do so with each new bank ever since his death. The city has tried putting jewelry stores and boutiques there, but those businesses tend to do poorly. The last three went bankrupt within a year. Locals seem to think that the only business that will prosper is a bank. Some believe that the ghost protects the bank from anyone who tries to rob it.” “Really? How?” Anna Grace asked. “His ghost appears to those attempting to rob the bank and scares them away.” “Wow,” she mused, “Why does he protect the bank?” “I think his spirit was somehow attached to it in death,” I said. “Once upon a time,” I couldn’t resist saying, “there was a man named James Ryan. James lived in New York with his wife, where he lived a simple, but respectable life as a newspaper clerk. Sadly, only a year after his wedding, his beautiful wife, Susanna died of consumption. Naturally, James was devastated. She was only 22 years old. They were going to build a life and a family together. It was such as shame that their dreams had been dashed barely before they could begin to fulfill them. James was inconsolable. Even months after her death he didn’t want to eat or sleep. His own health began to decline and, as a result, he lost his job. He prayed for his own death so that he could still be with her, but life was not so kind. His only hope was to escape. He could leave New York and try to start a new life somewhere else -- California perhaps. That was supposed to be the place to go. Not a week passed without some news about someone adventurer striking it rich in California. Of course, he had no experience as a miner, but surely he could make a living off the opportunities that such fortune brought. Although it was James’s intention to travel directly to California, his meager savings only got him as far as Colorado. The increased demand to head west made it more difficult and more expensive to travel the farther west one wanted to go. His new plan was to take the train as far as South Park, Colorado, another mining town, and spend a week or two there earning enough money to buy passage by carriage to take him the rest of the way to San Francisco. However, as the train pulled into South Park, his prospects suddenly seemed gloomy. He hadn’t given much thought to how he would earn his living there. As he got off the train, he wandered towards the main part of town. Being completely unfamiliar with this outpost in the middle of nowhere, he needed to know where he could get lodging and seek employment. The large white building in the center of town with a sign that read “South Park Hotel and Saloon” seemed to be the most reasonable place to start. The saloon was bustling with rough looking men, half of them drunk. It wasn’t until that moment that he realized what real miners were. Sure, New York had its share of ruffians, but
.why i'll miss D. (excluding people and friends)
.why i'll miss D. (excluding people and friends)
Why I will miss D (excluding people and friends). Well, this is it! It has been a lovely three years. Three years of priceless roller-coaster. Memory for life. This is the list of things I will miss. And it's just a part of it as I only used pics I had on my laptop. It's a list without people and friends. I carry them in my heavy heart. Both hearts. So... Glenbeigh Road - the street where I lived. Residential area with beautiful houses, gardens and lovely neighbours. I will miss them. There was always someone on the street to say hello to. Cookies and cakes were distributed on regular basis between some of us. My room - red room with fireplace, snowballs, rays and bay windows. A place where everything was perfect! Desk - almost three meters long, I found it in scrap one day. I saw it, called a friend to pick us up. He made it a couple of hours later but I was waiting all happy and excited. I spent 2 weeks sanding it and painting it. I was seriously considering in bringing it back to Croatia with me. My apple tree - I had an apple tree in the back garden. Every October I would pick all the apples and bake different goodies (pies, cakes, tards) and it would last until the end of the year. My housemates loved it. Our house smelled like cinnamon and apples ages after it was all gone. Kitchen - not any kind of a kitchen and not only a kitchen! Spacious and bright overlooking 'my' apple tree, with Sandy (joke we had) living in it. Place where my housemates and me had great moments while cooking, working, resting, crying, dancing, playing or boozing till passing out time.... Fireplace - Small fireplace we had in the living room. It was decorated with copper from the outside, so when the fire was on, it was illuminating a bit. Our little buddy kept us warm on those endlessly cold and windy nights. We would call each at the end of the day to check who is coming home first to light the fireplace so by the time when the rest of the crew came living room was all happy, woody in the air with birds chirping - nothing better. Carlos and Luisa - my two budgies I had for almost three years. The living room was their gaf as we kept the cage open. House/home was happier place with them chirping all the time. Rain - I can't believe I'm saying this but sometimes that wet melancholy just fitted perfectly like nowhere else. Recycling - brown, green and black bins. We had almost no general waste. It was one of best things I was doing for Mother Earth. I miss recycling. Free trade - great idea how to recycle stuff you don't need anymore. That endless circle. My Amstrad record player, 8 mm camera, antique chest of drawers.... I could go on and on this one. Phoenix park - the biggest urban park in Europe and only 5 min away from my 'Mansion'. I will miss adventures I had almost everyday. It kept Malaki and I quite fit. I will miss dear doggie walkers I met there. Lot of books were read and many decisions were made underneath trees of this great park. Lilliput Store - great coffee place with lovely young people working there. There was always someone you knew. Chatting was inevitable. Charity shops - I will miss it here in Croatia. The amount of stuff I got from those shops. Amazing! It's also very popular. You could find them everywhere. You never know what you are gonna end up with on your way out. Such an excitement. Moore street market - a small street but full of life, sounds, smells and nice surprises. I would always spend extra time just to soak in the atmosphere. You could find everything from hair extensions, phones, polish sunbeds, butchers, veg, fruit, illegal stuff, asian goodies, people swearing or laughing loud, or doing both at the same time while trying to convince you the parfume they are selling is original.... Chapters bookstore - great bookstore on Parnell St. Has a huge section of damaged books for an incredible price. My hot spot for every week. Amazing art and design section! Filmbase - I worked in Filmbase as a graphic designer, designing Film Ireland magazine. It was always stressful but we managed to stay happy, witty, organized and creative. In that period I learned so much, mostly thanking one person I will miss working with. Step class - I was teaching step class in one fitness centre in Dublin. I had that class for almost three years with the same girls coming. I will miss them all. I already do. I was also teaching dance in another studio. I will miss those girls from there dearly. Drinks on thursday night too. Girls without boys! Whelan pub - great nights, great gigs, great peeps. It was always a first choice, as a starter or a place where to end up. Happy camper! Guinness - served in Irish pubs. Tasty and creamy. Not like this anywhere else in the world, and that is how it should be. ...

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