Remodeling the farm-house has been long term project. Two of my brothers have taken on finishing up the project. They have sheet-rocked the majority of the upstairs, painted the half bath, gotten the furnace up and running with ductwork in place. I wanted the house to be mine–not my parents or my grand-parents but mine.
We added two additions–a larger master bedroom and a larger bathroom with walk-in shower on one side and on the other a lovely breakfast room with clerestory windows. There is a huge wrap-around porch and an upstairs balcony. I knew about those features. But I was promised a surprise.
And here it is!
that wood beam is wood from the grainery. There will be a brass chandelier hanging instead of that light fixture.
the room with the two windows was my old bedroom, facing north and the windmill. It will become the library with shelves on two long walls.
The room with the sloping ceiling will become my sewing room with a smaller room on the other side as the computer room and half bath.
Look at all that lovely light and space.
Where is the farmhouse?
a few miles as the crow flies from the Mississippi River in southwest Wisconsin. When my brothers and I walked around inside trying to think of what to do with it—we remembered eight people lived in there—two stories, small rooms, a full basement with fruit cellar, furnace and wood for winter months, one bathroom that also served as laundry room. No wonder I spent most of my time outside.