The first transformation we’ll walk through was a kind of tired, low-roofed ranch built in the mid 50s . The house had seen lots of wear and tear but we felt from the minute we walked in the front door that it had also been the site of good times – laughter, love, and happy children. I don’t want to get too woo-woo on you, but houses carry the vibe of things that have gone on inside them. Haven’t you ever felt creeped out, just walking in someplace? You might write it off to weird decor or a lack of proper HVAC but sometimes it’s that the place, itself, gives off a sinister air. This place was on the other end of the continuum from that. But it was tired; a bit frazzled. Kind of in need of a spa treatment.
Here are a couple of views of the outside of the house to show you what I mean:
It’s not bad; it’s just dated, tired, in need of some care and attention. A little, well, boring. It’s the kind of place that you wouldn’t give a second glance walking by it. But the potential was there.
Take a look at the entrance, in particular:
This picture was taken after the boxy, old hollies in the front bed had been removed. You can still see how the low, continuous line of the front eave depresses your view. Since the house sits five or six feet below street level, anyway, that heavy eyebrow look made it look squat and stuck in a hole. If you saw the first post, you already know how we addressed that problem. If not, come back for future posts and follow the construction.