the wood butcher - a big time update

come in, come in.  that's what my grandpa used to say when we would stop by for a visit.  somehow i'm not sure if he would be excited or dismayed at the progress we've made in the little wood shed.  it was completely stripped of all it's manhood.  all the tools were removed.  the countless bottle openers tucked away safely.  nails and screws put in their respective glass jars.  the plans my dad had been working on, carefully saved.

this is what it looked like before.

and this is what it looks like now.

we went with a coat of primer on the raw wood.  well, our friend andy went with a coat of primer.  and then we all loved the way it looked so much that we called it a day.  it looks rustic but bright.  we are planning to put a dutch door (with windows) where you see the windows now.  and a door with windows in place of the solid door.  and a chandelier.  and all of our stuff.  and my sewing machine can have a permanent home.  and a wood stove in the corner.  and...and...and...

yes, it's true.  the ceiling is open.  and swoon worthy.  and all i can think of are the pictures that my friend burgin sent me years ago of a little white house with a fantastic loft.  those very pictures plastered from here to kingdom come all over pinterest.  i digress.  and i think of my very first inspiration (follow this link to see where i'm coming from here), and the little locksmith, which gave me the courage to dream of my own space.  i will now be accepting the academy award for big drama in small spaces.  thank you very much.  i hope you will stop by soon and have a cup of coffee fresh off the  wood burning stove.  and a homemade bagel.  and stay long enough to create.  and long enough to enjoy the vintagey sweet goodness in my home away from right next to my other home.