One of Charlie’s sisters has bought a big house in conjunction with one of her sons, his wife, and their two children. It’s more-or-less two houses in one, so she can be independent and yet not alone. We went there for Charlie’s family’s Christmas Eve pitch-in.
They don’t have cats, which is a shame, because it’s a house that cats would love: labyrinthine, with doors here and there and everywhere. There ARE cul-de-sacs wherein a cat could be cornered, but also endless loops for breathtaking games of scattercat.
Here are some of the doors.
First, the back entrance. I love beveled or fancy-paneled glass, and I love sidelights, so I could stand and stare at these doors all day. Except the food was ready, so….
The doors on a lot of the rooms were pocket or sliding doors. I adore sliding doors — they’re like magic! Door … no door … door … no door. A lot of the old houses in the West End of Louisville had sliding doors between the front room and the dining room, so these doors took me back.
The balcony is accessed from one door, out of my SIL’s part of the house which hardly seems fair; she can come out and see what’s going on in her son’s part of the house, but son and fam can’t access the balcony. They’re talking about putting a spiral staircase up to it so she’ll have an alternate exit from her part of the house in case of fire, but we know they really want access to the balcony, don’t we?
It’s a pretty nifty house. They’re glad I won’t be there alone any time ever. I would be sliding on the hardwood floor in my socks and careening through the loops and hiding in the Narnia Box and throwing things off the balcony to see if they bounce and playing with the sliding doors. Oh, well, in my dreams.
This has been part of Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors link-up. Hop over to his blog and, when you reach the blue frog button, click on it and POOF! you’ll find yourself in a wonderland … well, a list, actually … of links to other Thursday Doors posts.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: What’s your character’s dream house like?