Welcome to the Corner Chair

Picture this. A hearth, blackened with use. A flame, looking almost silken, licking at the logs. Close your eyes and smell the sweet aroma of the smoke rising through the chimney. Listen to the crackling of the flames as they consume the wooden logs. And there you sit, upon the corner chair, ready to let your mind go. To journey with me wherever these words will take us. Take a deep breath, we’ll soon take flight.