Last Sunday I started on a project -- the area at Linderhof that I call the "Back Hall". It goes from kitchen to back door and then on down to the basement. It's a utilitarian area of the house.
Not original to the house is a wonderful set of shelves just off the kitchen -- the larder.
|Neatly organized after a fresh coat of paint . . . how long will it stay that way?|
It's where I store foodstuffs. The baking supplies, the mustards, the vanillas, the vinegars, the sugars and the few canned goods that I like to keep on hand to make quick meals.
|How I wish this was a real room and not just a "pass through"|
To the left of the larder are more shelves which I did have built. They're perfect storage for small appliances, my Le Creuset French ovens, and my cooking liquors.
It was painted a pinkish beige. A long time ago. Sunday, I began the transformation to a crisp white for shelves and woodwork. The stairs were given a coat of beige paint -- lighter than the dark brown that had been on the stairs for far too long.
All of this painting while having company for dinner (it's always fun to try to cook amongst cans and boxes filling countertops!) and planning and preparing for my pesto class on Thursday.
The paint was primer and paint in one and I thought that perhaps only one coat was needed. I was wrong -- at least two coats and sometimes three! Sigh! The project took longer than I thought.
Plus, when one does the stairs you can only do every other one (or spend a day in the basement which I wasn't willing to do) and that has to dry well before you can do the other stair.
The pictures really make it seem as if this is a room off the kitchen. And how I wish it were! But you walk down three stairs and you're at . . .
|Original lights and concrete planters make for a pretty entrance.|
The back door. It's a "spiffy" back door actually for it was intended for use only by the ice man, the milk man, the grocery delivery boy, the "help", the meter readers (for in days gone by the meters were in the basement and the readers entered the houses to read the meters). Heavens! In the 20s, guests would never use the back door!
The back hall and larder are now so bright and clean looking. It is amazing what white woodwork and light colored stairs can do to brighten a space!
When I went outside this afternoon, I looked in the garden and saw a visitor . . .
|It looks as if the statue is staring at the bird with a "what are you doing here?" look on it's face (the statue not the bird!)|
A hawk and a young one. I found a hawk feather a month or so ago so I knew that they were around. But to see one in the garden! It was on the lookout for food. Those cute little songbirds that we "fatten" up with black sunflower seeds.
The hawk is gone -- he flew away shortly after the picture was taken. The songbirds are staying away -- at least for the evening. For they don't want to be hawk food.
We really were surprised to see the hawk in the garden for we do live in the city -- our backyard is small and although there are trees, houses are too close together for the soaring that large birds like hawks seem to do.
It's a young hawk. Born this year. Perhaps the drought has made it's normal food source scarce and so it has increased in range in it's food search. Landing in Linderhof's garden looking for one of the plump doves or finches that reside there.
It's Monday and my larder transformation is my metamorphosis. I'm joining Susan at Between Naps on the Porch for Met Monday.