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.
