Working at the top of the house in the Garret is very important to me in the winter. The Garret is subdivided into the Slum and the Pigsty. The Slum is (naturally) where we do our Slumbering, and the Badger’s adjacent study has drifted into the appellation ‘the Pigsty’(can’t think why).
All the pictures below were taken at the same time on the same day with the same camera setting. It interests me how different in the light as I move through the house.
The Slum faces south and has two roof windows, so it's always full of light reflecting up off the sea, even at this dark time of the year.
The smaller Pigsty is also light, but faces north so the light (and the room) is colder. On that side of the house the Badger sometimes needs a little heater on beside him as he works there, even when the slum is quite warm.
And then the stairs lead down from the Garret into the Dark.
It really does get very gloomy as one descends into the house on a winter morning. You can see the piles of things we've been sorting out for the charity shop, waiting to go at the top of the stairs!
I’m so glad we have the window Alice made for the light that shines through from the bathroom.
Downstairs the passageway is almost dark.
If we are expecting visitors I turn the electric light on.
The front room faces north and the light is distinctly frigid before midday.
The morning light fills the back room, but in this season that can still be decidedly bleak; these pictures were taken on a dark, overcast day - on a bright day this room is gloriously sunny.
The kitchen is lovely in the morning – as you can see, Joe has finished the floor!
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This was a BIG thing to go! It hung in the passageway next to the hooks where we hang our outdoor coats. Most of us (in our household) feel unnerved by continual encounters with our passing selves. We appreciate the need to check for spinach lingering between the teeth before we hit the street, but prefer that to be done in looking glasses tucked into modest corners. That mirror was undeniably in-your-face, and not improved by said face being in it, looking right back at ya! Goodbye and good riddance.