Of Hidey Holes and Secret Spaces

Oct 16, 2013 | 1 comment

The Loft as seen from the Living Room

Looking Up

As we were admiring the new shingles going up on the Wachsmuth house the other day, Tucker invited us for a tour of the inside.  We hadn’t been in since it was all two-by-fours and studs and fire-stops, but now the sheet rocking has been completed and we could really get a sense of the size and shape of the rooms.

I love the transformations that happen during the construction of a building.  For a while, everything looks so small that it’s hard to imagine how the appliances and furniture will all fit.  But, once the walls are solidly defined, the rooms seem to grow bigger and the spaces start to make sense.  And we were there just in time to see some of the secret places – the hidey holes that won’t be so obvious once the interior doors are in place.

Looking into the Crawl Space

Looking Into

My favorite spot is the ‘storage space’ above the downstairs bedroom.  From the living room, it looks like a miniature loft with a see-through railing – just the right size for little kids to sit behind and listen to what’s going on below them.  The only drawback, Tucker pointed out, is that the crawl-on-your-hands-and-knees-entrance is from the master bedroom upstairs.

“I don’t think the grandkids will want to go in and out through our bedroom,” he said.

I’m not so sure about that.  I remember the closet in my own grandparents’ bedroom – gone now in one of the several interior remodels of the upstairs.  It was a long narrow space stretching halfway across the east side of the house, under the eaves.  My grandparents used the front portion to hang clothes but the back part – probably seven or eight feet long – was just the right size for a little girl with a flashlight to go exploring.

Albert's Fire Engine

Albert’s Fire Engine

It was there that the toys of my Uncle Albert who died at age five were kept.  And it was where my grandmother’s wedding dress, packed in mothballs, was put for ‘safekeeping.’  I don’t remember having to keep my exploring a secret but I do remember the delicious feeling of being on my own in a place where adults seldom went.

I’m so glad Tucker and Carol’s house has a hidey hole just right for kids.  Houses in Oysterville should all have them!

1 Comment

  1. Stephanie Frieze

    My grandparents’ house in Seaview had a crawl space along the evens at the top of the stairs. My grandmother stored old National Geographics in there and I lived sorting through them.


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