It is difficult to get good pictures up here, because there is very little to stand on, save the stairs. I’d rather not risk making another hole in the ceiling. Not that the ceiling is so much, but you can’t predict very well what you’ll land on below.
Still, I’d like eventually to put a work room up here – a workroom for sewing, and spinning, and weaving, and rainy days under the eaves. For storing hides to be tanned and made into leather goods, and art supplies. For watching birds build nests in the trees just outside the windows, and for watching sunsets. Can you see it?
A barrel or parlor stove, fitted with a Granny oven. Why not? That way I can work and bake or cook a little at the same time. There’s just room for a stove and a good-sized wood box…maybe a cozy rocking chair.
A stove something like this…but less cobbled and more attractive:
Or this…but definitely prettier:
And here –
…a round kitchen table, for the kids to snack at, or color at, or for puzzles and crafts, just under the south window. Around the stairway we would put cupboards, instead of just a railing, and posts that would go from railing to roof, carved or turned in some fanciful way, just for joy.
…there is presently nothing but mess. But part of the under-eaves area, of course, would open into the downstairs study, and I can figure out how to use the rest for tidy storage. I need to think about exactly how I want to do this. The opposite side of the roof drops almost completely to the floor.