OK wait, don't leave, I promise I will stop talking about olive oil disasters. Instead I will distract you with this awesome photo of the attic bedroom in a lake house in New Hampshire. There are so many things I like about it, first and formost the general camp/cottage/cabin* feel to it. I love the bare joists on the walls, the plywood floor, the mattresses on the floor, the old wool blankets, the maps pinned on the wall. I love that it was styled with a guitar on the bed and a tray and thermos on the floor. I immediately can imagine it being a quiet refuge from the world and whatever craziness is happening in the kitchen below (which may or may not involve olive oil). A dreamy retreat where songs are composed, poems written, and naps taken. Or perhaps a kids-only zone where secrets are whispered and photos of cute boys are passed back and forth...
What do you think - does this look hold the same romanticism for you, or do you see spider webs, splinters and mildew?
*I read such an interesting article in the Globe about whether it is called a cottage, a camp, or a cabin. Apparently it depends on what part of Canada you live in. New Brunswick and Northwestern Ontario say camp, Southern Ontario says cottage, Newfoundland and Victoria BC say cabin.
Photo from Country Living - the rest of the rooms are also amazing.
