A “Real” Farmhouse? Really? Are there farmhouses that aren’t real? Well, no, that’s not what I mean! This house is no more real than any other unless by “real” you mean that it’s on a farm and that the couple that lives there are both from farming families. Or that by “real” you mean that everything in the house is there because the owners chose it. Or, maybe it’s “real” because the owner salvaged all of the heart pine for the doors and kitchen cabinets and made the parquet floor for the dining room.
Anyway, this is the house that’s at the top of this blog and I thought you might want to see how it turned out.
Approaching the house from the 1/2 mile gravel drive.
Feels like home to me.
The entrance hall is 12 feet wide and 12 feet high, matching the size of the "old" family home.
Some brick, reclaimed from an old family home was mixed in with new brick in the library.
Both the front and back porches are 12 feet deep. The back porch looks out a forest of hardwoods that drops off to a creek just out of sight.
The kitchen. The brick, the wood for the cabinets and the beams are all from buildings on the families farms.
The view from the entry hall into the dining room. Note the heart pine parquet floor.
