The Nice Wolf and I have been flat out getting at least some of the garden ready in time for the influx of Christmas and Summer visitors. I’ve lost count of the weekends the Nice Wolf has been laying cobblestones. He complains that I get the good jobs and it’s probably true. Planting, painting. Any way, no time to write, but I feel I owe my readers at least some photos of recent progress. I hope you enjoy the gallery:
We only just got to the barbecue as it was rolling towards the edge of the open deck, propelled by wind. The kayaks were about to set sail, unmanned, as the storm surge lapped over the edges of the canal walls. The pool is being filled, a kind of icky green colour. The hail has just stopped. Banging doors kept us awake half the night, but there are no puddles on our floors, nor water stains on our ceilings so I’m pronouncing the weather testing a success. We are fast approaching the end of our 6 month maintenance period and need to finalise our list of items to be fixed by our builders, Webb and Brown-Neaves, so the timing of the lousy weather is rather good.
Plus, nothing beats a good storm for providing a legitimate excuse for a day off shovelling, or whatever other landscaping task I should be doing. Time, instead, to blog.
What’s new? Shutters! Actually they’ve been in a few weeks now and I’ve been waiting in the vain hope that one of the Three Little Pigs might have a bedroom tidy enough for a blogworthy photograph. The bedrooms and library all have shutters and are all rooms that are low priority works-in-progress. So I’m going with a couple of “keeping it real” photos for you.
The shutters look good from the exterior too, but today is just not the day to prove it to you.
I have a couple of new rugs. One of the problems I didn’t fully anticipate with our house design is the poor acoustics. The void space over the living area allows an echo to bounce all over our open living space, not good for conversation once we have a few guests over. I thought we needed some more soft furnishings to absorb some noise. Enter rug addition number 1:
I didn’t want to spend too much on a rug for the dining room, it’ll probably only last a year or two under our dining table. I picked a wool blend rug from Freedom, with enough colour in it so that I don’t cry the first time it cops a bowl of spaghetti bolognese. The weave is thin enough to vacuum the crumbs easily and thick enough to absorb some noise. I think it has helped and I must say it’s nice under my feet on cold mornings.
Rug addition number two is multi-purpose.
It is to catch any stray hot embers that fall out of the wood fire when we stoke it, to protect our timber floor. I needed something that could disguise any soot marks and preferably something with some fire retardancy. I hoped for wool but couldn’t find anything the right size. This Armadillo and Co. runner is hemp. When the fire is not going, the rug doubles as a door mat between our deck and the living room.
There has been a touch of landscaping progress. I visited the Perth Garden Festival, where there were a couple of inspiring exhibits. The good bits:
I came home with 21 kangaroo paws in tubes. 21 wheelbarrow loads of dirt and two weeks later the kangaroo paws are all planted and enjoying the rainy weather.
The professional landscapers have completed their day of work for the month, so I’m guessing I won’t see them again now until June.
Most exciting is that I received a present that my husband gave me for a certain conspicuous birthday. My big art. It’s an indigenous dot painting by artist Margaret Lewis Napangardi. I said “wow” the first time I saw this painting in Japingka Gallery‘s window. Now it’s in our living room and I love it!
Since we last talked, I’ve been sleeping on a lovely new bed! We ordered an “Iris Dunes” bed from Snooze. They are made to order, in Australia, so I asked for the bed head shape to be varied from the wavy version in the show room. I think it looks excellent!
It’s a little bit wide for the mattress, or is the mattress a little narrow for the bed? Both are King sized and both are from Snooze, so it’s a bit annoying that the slats are visible on the sides. After waiting 3 months for the bed, I can’t bare to send it back to be modified…
More on the master bedroom soon…. (Freedom have a furniture sale this weekend, so I have plans… Plus, I need to ‘fess up to a Pottery Barn curtain disaster.)
The living room blinds arrived and were masterfully installed by a pleasant fellow from Kresta blinds. One wall of blinds were not measured accurately, so they need to be sent back to QLD for recutting. (Note to self: do not chat with sales lady when she is trying to take measurements.) I was a bit nervous that my dark choice of roller blind would look out of place on our light walls, but I’m very happy with how they look. In fact, they are more pleasant looking than our fairly ordinary window frames. I’m currently typing in our living room, without wearing sunglasses, which is a plus.
The landscapers concreted around our pool in preparation for tiles. The rate of landscaping progress is excruciatingly slow. Luckily, I’m well trained in patiently waiting for trades to arrive. It’s going to be great when it’s finished. You just need long range vision.
Aunty Kate (a.k.a. my sister and unqualified, highly-opinionated interiors advisor) is currently in residence. Possibly sleeping off the latest feast on the deck. Of course, I was aiming to impress her. This called for a quick stock up of flowers and greenery from Frisky Deer and a whirlwind cleaning spree. You can imagine that the effect lasted only minutes with the Three Little Pigs around, but I made sure to snap a few pics as proof that House By The Water was momentarily clean.
In any case, Aunty Kate has given the official thumbs-up to House By The Water with one exception. The
purple blue blind in the powder room. Remember the interesting powder room door? It has clear glass. Perfect for sitting on the loo and waving to the neighbours. A bit of a blunder with the building addenda. Various solutions are still being thrown about, but in the mean time, the Handy Wolf and I picked up a cheapie roller blind from Masters for self installation. It was inky blue in the shop, without any sun behind it. It’s vibrant purple in our powder room.
Cheers! And happy Easter!
Our boxes and furniture arrived. The kitchen boxes took me a full weekend to unpack and I’ve declared a ban on any further kitchenware purchases. Our plentiful kitchen storage is full.
This 3 day weekend, my mission is to clear the house of all the other boxes. I’m spurred on by a special request from a South African reader for photos of our void area and by the impending arrival of an important guest, Aunty Kate.
Our living room (with void) is furnished temporarily with old furniture:
I have big plans for this living area, but I have to be patient. In the end, practicality won over lust and I’ve ordered this sofa:
The sofa is coming from South Africa and is due to arrive in May. I’m taking that to mean July, because everything seems to arrive later than advertised. (Hello? Bed I ordered in December. Shutters I ordered in October. Are you there?) When the sofa arrives, I shall borrow some rug samples from Frisky Deer and will select a rug to complement the new sofa and the “I.O.U. artwork” that is yet to be purchased following a conspicuous birthday a certain time ago.
I’m only half way through my box emptying spree, but I feel like showing off our living area. I’ve earned a short break…
Through the chaos of the week, I’ve enjoyed finding little spots that give me pleasure. Honestly, everything looks better with timber floors:
And finally, a preview of our powder room:
At times it seems like jobs will never end, but after 6 weeks our timber floors were finally finished.Life has hit crazy-busy levels over the past couple of weeks, but my current favourite past time is to find a little corner of the house to put right.
Landscaping is moving at snails pace. Over the past two months the landscapers have removed the pool scaffolding and rendered around the top of the pool. Full stop. I’d better start cracking the whip if we want it to be ready before next Summer.The Nice Wolf has been working on a jetty-style entrance. The idea was to reduce sand entry to the house as soon as possible.
Good news first.
Doesn’t our kitchen look swish?
I glammed the house up a bit with some greenery in honour of my Mum’s visit and the return of The Three Little Pigs from holidays with grandparents.
The fireplace saga….
Round one of fireplace saga took place a year ago, I won’t bore you with the details. Round two of fireplace saga started with us collecting our fireplace from storage last month to find that we only had 4 metres of flue. No good for a 6+metre building. A few extra days and we soon had some extra flue. Next, the fan kit for the heater ($750) was nowhere to be found. Storage upturned and triple checked, supplier contacted and no evidence that it was delivered or not. Nice Wolf huffing and puffing (enough to circulate heat around house). No chance of paying for another. Fireplace installer and supplier both agree that fan is not necessary. Fireplace installed without fan and with a frame that’s sort of just hanging loosely off the wall….
A quick rush to get the driveway concreted before the timber floors were to be finished. The aim was to have an access point to the house that doesn’t involve traipsing through sand. A couple of quotes later and a bobcat was ploughing sand out of our front yard. Well worth the $300 + clean fill when compared to the hours of digging that would be the alternative. I’d never have thought we’d have 3 truckloads of sand/dirt to clear. All was going well until a little water spring appeared from the water meter. “It was already leaking. Can’t you tell by the green grass around it?” “Fair enough”, I said, wondering if there was also a leak from our letterbox which also has a green patch of grass.
I supplied the concrete contractor with a copy of council’s requirements for driveways, but thought that this should be old hat for any local concreter. If you follow council’s requirements, they’ll reimburse you for some of the cost of the “crossover”. Well, they almost got it right. No expansion joint at our property boundary….maybe I should get them to come back? Maybe it’s too late.
Our window shutters were due to be installed mid January. When I inquired about progress last week I was told there was a “slight delay” of a few more weeks due to one of the shutters being unusually small. Hmmm…..
Our timber floors are currently having “a rest” before being sanded and finished. The blackbutt stairs and our curved void area are quite impressive.
- Tree farms.
- Floor finishing, I hope!
- The return of our furniture.
- How are the builders tracking with the pre-handover list?
- And, you never know your luck, a pool before winter?
Yeah, I know my last post was about running out of money. This was purely research. Really. I had 3 or 4 hours to spare and three suburbs to cover. Special thanks to the stranger at Oakpark train station who loaned me his Myki public transport card so I didn’t have to wait for the Post Office to open at 9am to purchase a card.
Church Street, Richmond, was first on my list, to sit on, look at and touch Australian-made sofas that are available online but are not on show in Western Australia. Jardan sofas woo me in every Australian interiors magazine. The Jardan store is one that you feel you should have packed your pyjamas and moved right in. It’s much more homely than the somewhat clinical photos I’d seen imply. On top of their famous sofas, they have an eclectic collection of rugs (not all online) and some art I could have stood in front of all day if I had not been a woman on a mission. It was good to sit on the sofas. some are just too deep for cups of tea and upright conversation and others are just right. I identified some beautiful fabric should I select one of their products in the future.
Church Street is a sort of sofa shopping hub, amongst other homewares, furniture and interior decorating supplies. Right across the road from Jardan is Voyager Interiors. They had some completely dreamy sofas with removable covers, all the way from Italy. I think they flew business class. Anyway, I was interested in their Australian-made “Odense”, so after it passed the sit test I organised a quote and fabric samples.
I popped past Fitzroy to have a squizz at Southwood Home who I have been admiring on Instagram for their Australian-made furniture for a long time. Some of their bedside tables are contenders for a future place at House By The Water. I gazed at their beautiful linen for longer than is normal then plodded down the footpath in search of a Mark Tuckey fix. The decision to move into the Jardan show room or the Mark Tuckey showroom would be a close call, but on this occasion the doors were locked at Mark Tuckey so I’ll stick with my own home for the time being.
I met my sister for lunch at Weylandts’ Kitchen in Abbotsford. This sister, previously referred to as The Sensible One, is building a new house soon but is usually too busy with work to loll about dreaming of future interiors. To quote my sister, Weylandts was “like visiting a museum”! (That was a compliment.) It’s a huge warehouse showing off furniture and homewares from around the world but definitely with an African focus. Weylandts is a South African company with an eye for style that I love. Their collection is perfectly curated and original. Giant tree roots hang from the ceiling! Some products such as rugs, lighting and artefacts are competitively priced. Looking at these photos again now makes me sigh….:
Meanwhile, what’s been happening at House By The Water? The timber floors have started. The Auswood brothers set off at a cracking pace two weeks ago, sanding and sealing our concrete floor then laying the beautiful, raw blackbutt timber from NSW. So far the bottom floor timber is down and about half the top floor. The tricky bits such as the stairs and our curved, suspended slab edge are yet to be done, but the end of concrete dust, sawdust and a furniture-less home is in sight.
- Will the fireplace saga ever end?
- A trip to the tree farms.