Saturday, October 07, 2006

 

From Gutted to Green

My grandparents lived in a Federal-style house in Lewisburg, Pa. All the kids and grandkids loved the house; we'd imagine ourselves in the miniature cabins Pa-Pa built around the fish pond; we'd toddle down to the kitchen each morning, summoned by the aroma of cantaloupe and toast; we'd laugh at Nana bustling around the dining room table, never content to sit down and enjoy what she had prepared until all her family was taken care of. It was home.

After my grandparents died, the house changed hands a couple times. The subsequent owners had big dreams for remodeling -- but no real plans -- and the house fell into disrepair.

Until recently.

A young couple just bought the house and they're documenting their remodeling on a blog (see the last entry of my blogroll). They're planning to use green materials and methods to bring the home back to life. I love everything about that. Not only is it a blending of the old and new, it's responsible, and it's... well, just the right thing to do.

It doesn't matter to me if they cover the entire place in baby-poop-brown shag carpeting and hang disco balls and black velvet Elvis paintings in every room -- the house has a heart again, and once again, it's home.

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