Exposed Beams and other stuff

Here are some pictures for Olivia who is a fan of exposed beams. She and her family are also planning a move from Texas to Poland next year. Olivia, these beams are for you :)

Sorry about the crookedness. I was lounging on the coach just right and couldn’t be bothered to adjust ;)

We’ve kept the original doors so far, neither stripped nor re-painted. The pine beams are not stained. We only cleaned them and sprayed them with some anti-insect treatment.

This picture is upstairs where I was thrilled to find recently that the beams have numbers etched into them from when the house was built. Misiu noticed those etchings about 5 years ago. I’m very observant.

Everything is painted white until we figure out what we want to do with this house.

A little attic at the very top.

Our still empty bedroom.

Current view from our still empty bedroom. Yeah, that’s our land. Respect!

No beams, just bathtub. Crazy-expensive bathtub. Crazy-expensive, heavy, heat-sucking bathtub that I insisted on.

A view to the barn. Did I mention that it is hard to find sober workers in the Village?

Our glorious barn.

We have a door in the fence between our house and our neighbor’s. Isn’t that quaint? We hardly ever use the door because the last time we did, the neighbor’s dog bit Misiu and now the kids are afraid to even go near the door.

It also might have something to do with the neighbor’s annual baby scarecrow hanging. Here is this year’s presentation.

Here’s our house. Just stop at the local shop and ask where “Lucy” lives.

A pit-stop on the way from Babcia’s to our place.

We’ve picked the last apples from the tree. Time to prepare an apple crisp. Autumn is here.