Fiery decor

I lit a few candles on the mantle  tonight. I was very careful to move the garland and the lighted berry garland away from each candle. Apparently not too careful.

Jason was in the kitchen and I was straightening up, I walked into the dining room and could see HUGE flames exploding on the mantle in the living room. Okay, maybe not HUGE, but six inches high. Enough for me to scream a good ole HOLY shit! 

The crazy thing is that the lighted berry garland still lights up! I loved those berry's--they came from the late great Smith and Hawken. Irreplaceable. Ah well, at least our house didn't burn down!