"Lighter knots, taken from the centers of rotted stumps, sputtered and flickered from the thick, red resin, throwing on the wall shadows that jumped and contracted, only to leap up again, making the walls come alive with fantastic etchings appearing and disappearing, growing and receding. There were long silences while we watched the flames and the dancing shadows."

An excerpt from The Education of Little Tree, a grand book written by Forrest Carter,

Ah, the ageless joy of studying fire place flames and shadows. A kaleidoscope of images lurk in the sparky shimmers and ghostly shadows. What do you see?