I have a horrendous weakness for, well, many things! But a beautiful old door can make me go weak in the knees. If I had my way, every door in this house would be antique. Unfortunately, Mr. Bruce and I don't see eye to eye on this subject. I had a nice small stash of old doors in the garage that I had found here and there that I had big plans for……but due to my lack of carpentry skills they sadly sat in the corner of said garage gathering dust. During one of our more ambitious spells, we got semi-organized and had a rummage sale. Guess what busy Mr. Bruce sold unbeknownst to me when I was looking the other way – yup, my doors. And to rub salt in the wound, he sold them for less than I had paid for the darn things! Well, I've gotten a few replacements since then, but the aren't yet installed. A couple of them will be used up at the cabin. That should entail less whip cracking because he is more, what's the word, enthused about doing things at the cabin than he is at home. That cabin is his baby, kinda like the house is mine.
Anyway, I have been able to twist his arm a couple of times to install some “not your run of the mill” doors at the CottageLodge, and I am ever so appreciative.
This was right after the addition was finished. We bought a decorative exterior door, but it never looked right to me. It was just begging for a pretty, old fashioned screen door. So I shopped and shopped, and finally found an affordable one, and Bruce built out extensions and installed it.
I think it very much adds a nice cottage-y touch.
This is my bedroom door. It is an old exterior door, with beautiful beveled oval glass. A gal was remodeling her old house and had, literally, thrown this door out on her lawn. This is a small town, and I knew who she was, so the day after I saw it I called her up and told her I'd give her $15 for it, and she happily agreed! It was painted a ghastly shade of cement gray, so I stripped it down to the old varnish and had Bruce install it just that way. I painted the bedroom side of it a soft cream color and that's how she's gonna stay!
It had a big hole where the other gal had pulled out the bolt lock. Course Bruce was gonna fix that hole someday 😉 , and about 5 years later I decided to just look thru my stuff and see if I had something to “temporarily” cover that hole. I remembered getting these harness ornaments at a rummage sale, but could not think of a way to use them…….voila!!
They just worked slicker than a whistle! Check one off Mr. Bruce's honey-do list.
This is the door to Bruce's bathroom downstairs. It came from my little house and is really, really old. There was an attached garage on the back of the little house, and after scraping and saving for several years I had enough saved up to turn it into a family room. The carpenters wanted to throw this door out. Good Lord, I came unglued. They, I'm sure, thought I had lost my marbles…..why would you want to keep this old piece of junk they asked. Some people will never understand 🙂 . Just look at this beauty –
I love it, plus it allowed me to bring a small piece of my little house with me when I had to leave it to move here.
This is the door down to the basement. It came from my Mom and Dad's farm. Before they remodeled, it went out to this weird solar greenhouse thing that was attached to the house. They tore the whole mess off and I inherited the door! It is really nice for bringing a lot of light into the stairwell and downstairs.
This door was my anniversary gift from Bruce one year.
Their was an awesome authentically old screen door at my little house, complete with General Store squeak and bang. It was super cute. I adopted this poor dog from the animal shelter and she had severe separation anxiety (understandably – her story is a whole post in itself). Right after I got her, I left her in the yard for just a bit while I ran an errand, and she completely demolished that old screen door. I was sad and kept the remains, hoping that someday it could be salvaged. It got hauled up here when I moved, and lo and behold, Bruce scraped together as many of the pieces of that door as could be rescued, and built from scratch this beautiful door. It is between the dining room and kitchen and serves to keep the critters out of the front part of the house, but still lets the heat from both of the wood stoves circulate back and forth.
He used the spindles, and as much of the wood from the original door as he could.
It could use a quick coat of paint. Miss Glee scratches it when she wants back and forth.
Someday when the laundry room is completely finished, I will give you a photo tour. There are 4 doors like this in that room, all made by Mr. Bruce. I showed him what I wanted, and he just slapped them together in nothing flat. Three are swing doors, one is a big sliding barn door. (I have got to figure out what kind of vitamins he takes when these projects get whipped out; I'm gonna order them by the case when I do!)
This is the door into my Christmas storage room. I wanted it to be incognito and blend right into the wall. Guess Bruce is part Genie, cuz my wish is his command (sort of 🙂 ). I'm just lucky as heck he is so talented, and doubly lucky that he is willing to listen to what I think will work and do his darnedest to make it happen!
Well, that covers the more unique doors in my house. There are a few other just plain old average ones that I hope to replace someday, but they do their job for now. I didn't take a picture of one of the most important doors in my house, that being the doggy door! It's tad grody looking, but is worth it's weight in gold!