When we bought Hildring House, it was in a 5 bedroom, 3 bath configuration. None of the baths were easily accessible by guests. Two were traditional en suite and one was a Jack-n-Jill between two bedrooms. No powder bath for guests. What’s the sense in that?
So, you may recall, we converted one of the bedrooms into an expanded hallway (stroll the hallway post here), a laundry room (you’ll find that one here) and a powder bath. This is a little post reminiscing about the evolution of that powder bath. You might also want to check out the post where Debra showed some of her inspiration for it. You can find that here.
This powder is in the new space, so not only is the destination lovely but the journey (short though it may be) past the new accent wallpaper is pretty nice, too.
See how the oh-so-pale pink of the powder wall reflects the accents in the flowers on the wallpaper? And the black of the doors connects to the black wallpaper background? Keep that in mind as we go in the powder bath and you gander at its accent wall. Continue reading “Evolution of the Hildring House Powder Bath”
This is going to be a picture-heavy post. I’m confident that you’ll get a feel for how the spaces are shaping up. But first to discharge my Debra-imposed Pretty Picture duty, let’s continue with the Texas Gardens theme that I started last time. This shot is from a house museum/garden in Weatherford, Texas called Chandor Gardens. It’s a lovely spot.
I love architectural contrast. Since Debra has decreed at least two “pretty” pics per post, I’ll use some of that contrast for the first one. This shot is – obviously, because of the iconic CN Tower on the left – in Toronto, taken from the the St. Lawrence Market area looking back downtown.
Now, let’s see what’s going on at Hildring House –
When I finished assembling the photos for this post, only one of them was even close to what Debra would consider “pretty,” so I decided to supplement with a couple of travel pictures, as I often do. I ran across the shot below from a trip to Puerto Rico a few years ago. If memory serves, it’s a church on the square in Ponce, taken about thirty minutes before sundown.
That’s not our kitchen. It’s pretty much the way our kitchen feels right now, but it’s not our kitchen. It’s El Born – an archaeological dig in Barcelona commemorating the time three hundred years ago (just yesterday, really) when Spain conquered Catalonia. If you’ve been to Barcelona, you know that the Catalans still are not pleased about it. The SoMoToHo kitchen, like I said, is not so dire a situation. It just feels that way sometimes. And we’re doing some digging of our own: Continue reading “The Heart of the SoMoToHo – The Kitchen – Part 3 of Many – Dust and Destruction”