HIDDEN TREASURES

When Joe and I bought our 100 +/- yr old house, we were told by our lawyer, who has always astounded us with his knowledge of the history of our little town and every 'old' family in it, that the street on which we bought our house, was known to have 'rum tunnels' existing underground, apparently built during Prohibition for none other than 'rum-running'. Intriguing! And a bit alarming! What, or who was I going to find lurking around the corner in my basement?? Along with that interesting prospect, we didn't know what other surprises we would find, but if first impressions were to be indicators, it wouldn't be good. 

The previous owners of our house had decided to rent the house out. It's a big old house and for someone renting, the heating bills would have been a major shock - certainly not what one would expect to pay for a rental property and a poorly insulated one at that. We just had our first snowfall of the season last Thursday, so it is very chilly this time of year, and it doesn't end really until about May, when you can finally turn your furnace off for the winter. And so, the tenants decided they would flee in the middle of the night in mid February in minus 30C temps to avoid further heating bills, but not before turning the heat completely off! And what does that do to waterpipes?? Why...cause mini-disasters of course, such as broken pipes within the plastered walls of the house which had burst due to standing water freezing and swelling! But...along with the nasty surprises of an old house, also come some really wonderful treasures, like this one.

We had moved into the house in the fall and hadn't yet had the chance to crawl under our front porch until spring. In that clean-up, we found old gardening shears and other tools, along with refuse that are the usual things left behind by construction crews like empty cement bags, soda pop cans, empty buckets, but also found halfway embedded in the soil, an old ladder.  Not an extension ladder nor a step ladder as I guess technology would have them evolve over time, but a plain wooden ladder, going wayyyy back in time we guessed, roughly 10 ft in length and tapering somewhat as it reached the end. Only knowing it to be really old and not having any idea as to it's immediate use, we set it aside until something would come to us later...and it did! 

Joe cleaned it up somewhat, cut approx 2 feet off of one end and 4 feet from the tapered end, rounded the legs off, shaped or 'banged out' iron hooks as we couldn't locate any at the time that would fit, and it now serves a purpose as well as has become a focal point in our kitchen...  

Of course, we find it extremely useful daily. It's amazing to look at, gives a defined space to our kitchen island and allows us to add a bit of unknown history to our kitchen. You just never know what's hiding under your porch...or your neighborhood!
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THE PERPETUAL PROJECT

Wow...where has time flown to? I knew it had been a while since my last blog post, but truly didn't think it had been this long! It's been a super busy time with both business and home and time just got away on me I guess. In my attempt to save face, and knowing how much everyone enjoys Before and After photos (well at least I do so figure everyone else does), I've decided that I'm going to blog on occasion about some of the personal projects Joe and I have worked on together in this 100 yr +/- old home of ours. In the event that you don't know this, My Painted Porch began as an interior decorating business, specializing in faux finishes. I'm not going to pretend to have answers to all and won't profess myself to be an expert in the world of faux.  I want simply to share what we've worked on together, what I've had a blast experimenting with...