Ask any grandparent – grandkids are a joy. And, if possible, they deserve a room of their own. When we first bought the mid-century ranch, he was still sleeping in a crib. By the time we finished and sold it, he was closer to the age you see him here, and that wasn’t such a long stretch. His room had been used as an office and had a built-in desk unit occupying one full wall. Continue reading “A Room for the Grandson – A Short Post”
Sometimes, the process of change is not pretty. Clearing out the ugly can create more ugly. There were many things that needed changing inside the mid-century ranch. Some were, like the house as a whole, just weary from long service. Others, however, were downright ugly. Continue reading “Change on the Inside”
Decks are places for sitting on warm summer evenings, contemplating the mysteries of the universe. Decks are places to gather with friends, to exercise your culinary imagination on the grill, to feel fresh breezes wafting over your skin. Decks connect you to nature, yet keep you out of the dirt. Like I said, I love them.
Decks can also transform useless, wasted spaces into inviting retreats. This:
is much more inviting and useful than this:The deck outside the back door to our mid-century ranch was small, shabby, and deteriorating. Continue reading “All Hands on Deck”
I confess to being ambivalent – in the true sense of the word; I feel strongly two ways – about swimming pools.
On the one hand, nothing enhances a back yard space more elegantly than a well-appointed pool. Add a water feature – a fountain or a waterfall, for instance – and you can have your own small slice of paradise. Here is a pool that we put in the back yard of a house that we built (as opposed to remodeled):
On the other hand, pools literally are holes in the ground that you throw money in. Even if you hire a service to keep the chemicals in balance and perform periodic maintenance, they are a pain. They immediately add 20% to your electric bill and they are magnets for leaves, twigs, strange-looking bugs, and heaven forbid that you have crepe myrtles anywhere on your block. Continue reading “The Hole in the Ground”
So. The problem was the low-hanging eave that stretched the entire length of the house, making an already-below-street-level structure appear fit for hobbits. How to raise the roofline? Here’s a reminder:
Not only is your eye drawn downward by the roof, but the entry looks like a cave rather than a doorway. Nothing says “Come on in!” or “Glad to see you!” or “Nice, friendly folks live here!” Continue reading “How to Raise the Roofline or From Humdrum to Hello!”
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: Continue reading “Energizing a Tired Mid-Century Ranch”