1. Despite my jokey jokeyness, the fire was very scary. Sometimes you write something funny as a coping mechanism. Cause dudes, it didn't feel that funny at the time.
2. Also- just for the record I was wearing jammies. What kind of girl do you think I am?!!
The first night I got to Elmwood, it was dark and gloomy as can be. I walked around capturing it's haunted houseness, something that I rarely get to see as I'm normally there in july when it's hot and full of Merricks.
Everything looked borderline scary and I think I was a bit relieved when night actually fell so I could curl myself in front of the fireplace. The same fireplace that's no longer deemed safe by the fire department to burn fires. Elmwood without a fireplace is just too sad to even comprehend. Sniff.