The house is perfection.
Living room with coffered ceiling, braided rugs, casement windows, comfortable chairs, old prints, a library table and, of course, a spinning wheel.
Dormitory bedroom for generations of boys.
Upstairs landing, with the obligatory Singer treadle sewing machine in an oak cabinet.
The last two shots may be my favorite spaces of all: the attic and the storage room.
Every time I look at the photos of this house, I feel the calming weight of long years. It's a whole world in green lawns, outdated bathrooms, beadboard and faded household possessions.