As you look in through the open door, this is what you see.
Looking down the garden from the upstairs window of the big house. Komorebi is right next to the Badger’s woodworking shed. I like that – and it reminds me of the Carthusian monks (in Into Great Silence) with their workshop and garden adjacent to their praying and living space.
The stovepipe is single wall for the first 1.5 metres, to act as a radiator. Then it changes to twin-wall as it passes through the ceiling and the roof. At the moment we have only air insulation for the space between the ceiling and roof. Terry says that will create condensation on the wood of the roof which will be unable to evaporate because the tar felt stops the wood breathing. So at some point when we have more money he will sort that out for us with insulation.
The carbon monoxide detector sits just neatly on the wall above the shelves, thinking sober thoughts about silent death.
The rocking chair we got on eBay from Gillingham in Kent. It’s really comfy.
The air vent to stop us dying is down there near the floor.
Shelves of daily life things. Pots and books – the holy ordinary, work of human hands.
The Badger made these shelves for me. That’s what he did with his Christmas holiday J He made the box for firewood, too.
I have a rug but it’s damp from all the weather, so it's hanging out to air on the side of the verandah.
The stove can be shut to burn slow and safe, or open to enjoy the fire. It’s this one from Wild Stoves UK.
The corner of the room with my favourite view.
The flowerpot heater is down behind the rocking chair, should it be needed.
So brilliant that this set of shelves we had just fit right in the space at the end of the bed.
Wintry afternoon. Komorebi will recede into its context even more when we have painted the dark-stained wood preservative stuff on – but the wood needs to dry out from all the rain first, so that may not be until the Spring.