Ugliness beautified

Most of our cabin is a sorry mess (working on it!) but there’s an absolutely adorable attic that just breathes history to me. You wouldn’t believe it now, but it used to be a rubbish heap covered in bird poo and mouse droppings. There are still mice, but I’ve cleaned up the space pretty well and oiled the wood.Spaces like these remind me to breathe. The warm reddish tones of the walls and floor, the dried flowers from last year, the soft shadows. It doesn’t matter that the window is grimy. The griminess is part of it. It’s ugliness, but beautified.