Warren and I are so excited to announce that we are now proud owners of our very own gas log fireplace! Like many Ferndale homes, our house was built in the early 1920’s. Upon purchasing the home, the inspector suggested that we install a gas fireplace due to the home’s architectural design. Since that inspector’s suggestion, we have both had our hearts set on one day installing a fireplace within the mantle. But in the meantime, we have made due by lighting candles to fill the space and make the room a bit homier.
Up until this past Christmas, my parents gifted Warren and I with a gas log fireplace from RH Peterson Co. My dad mentioned upon giving the gift that he would install it for us too! (He is extremely handy.)
Plans were made for my dad to come to Ferndale on Friday, Dec. 30 to help us setup this gas log set. Upon walking in, he surveyed the space and instantly knew what needed to be done. Throughout his time here installing, Warren and I helped with what we could and watched in utter amazement at how he knew how to do everything. Drill this. Chisel that. Bend this. Cut that. Screw this. Flare that. You get the point.
In configuring the copper pipe from the gas line in the basement to the fireplace mantle on the main level, there were so many steps, including drilling a hole through the floor. Once the hole was drilled and the pipe was fitted, it was a matter of hooking up the pilot to ensure the flame kit was engineered properly. After all of that, it was onto testing for any gas leaks, fitting the logs, spreading the granules, and testing the pilot. In total, a six-hour project.
But let me tell you, through all the hard work and chaos of the day, there’s nothing better than being snuggled up on the couch, laptop in lap, fake Christmas tree shimmering, and mantle glowing with a true fire.
Thank you, Padre. You are the best.