But in our house, come October, our hygge has an on/off switch.
When we bought our house here in Albuquerque, I remember being disappointed seeing a gas fireplace in the family room. A Montana girl, I though heat came from the firewood I had corded myself (albeit, under duress and with my father measuring my work before I was able to go back out and play). A gas fireplace wouldn't afford me the smell, the crackle, or the dancing flame we call God's TV. There's no....work involved! You just flip a switch and you have heat. Wait....what was that? All I have to do is flip a switch to have heat in my family room?! Sold!
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Gas fireplaces are designed to be wasteful.
They take the heat created by that gas flame and shoot it out of your house through a vent or flue somewhere. Out...of...your...house. A fireplace blower however, grabs that precious hygge fuel and sends it back out into the family room.
So go check your fireplace right now. You're looking for a rheostat knob that doesn't control the gas flame or the pilot. Or maybe it's that switch on the wall you always wondered about. That actually happened at my mother's house.
You can also get a fireplace blower kit installed after market. The blower might cost you $100-150 bucks plus the install guy if you think a screwdriver is that thing you use to pry the mouse out of the mousetrap.
Since it's autumn here in the Land of Enchantment, I'll finish with what I think represents New Mexico hygge.
|Sopapillas. Especially immediately after some potent green chile.|
|Fall colors in the Rio Grande bosque. Time to get out your scarves.|