I am digging the Bayberry, Acadia Pear, Soldier Blue and the Liberty Blue. At our house my grandfather painted everything what we called Chinese Red. Everything. So not red is really my choice.
From Homestead House Paint Co. Toronto Ontario
Very interesting stuff. I sort of wish our red brick schoolhouse wasn’t actually red brick. Well not really but it is nice to know. We may employ some of these on the interior of the house.
Right now, with the exception of the bathroom and two bedrooms the schoolhouse is one big room. The ceilings are about 17 feet high so there is a lot to paint. It’s always been an off white and I’ve wondered if the space can take a rich, dark colour. Because whatever we pick we are bound to it as it will be everywhere.
Is it just me or do some of these colours appear to reflect some of the more modern trends? I guess everything old is new again.
Thank you to everyone who helped us with ideas. We heard quite a few such as
CADPAT – Canadian military camouflage (Watro’s idea)
Lime Green (Danielle’s idea)
Pink (Christine’s idea)
Aqua (Erin’s idea).
Most of these had merit (well maybe not pink ahem…) but we’ve been talking about black for some time now and the vote has sealed the deal. While most political parties would be worried about getting in with a 56 per cent win, I am happy to take our victory and run with it.
A full palette of colours was suggested but black was number one.
This past weekend Pat and I looked around and started making a few plans. That’s after I cleaned up all the little treats the mice had left us of course!
Of course after all this discussion we looked at the calendar and the proposition of taking the door off the house or even painting it is not all that appealing now that winter is here. So we aren’t sure when this is actually going to get done. Sigh. Another unchecked item on the never-ending “to do” list.
All of the discussion allowed us to really start talking about what we want to do with the vestibule, which of course is the next thing you see once you are in the door. More on that later…
Well maybe not important vote. But I could use some advice on what colour to paint our front door. We went up to the schoolhouse this weekend and were able to make some plans for what we want to do in the spring but we thought we would throw it out to everyone for one last day of input.
It’s the end of November and while the weather has been nothing but accommodating, our schedule hasn’t. We haven’t had a good solid couple of days up here since summer and there is a lot of work to do.
We don’t totally close things up for winter. We come up to visit every few weeks but after this summer’s “self-inflicted drought due to plumbing catastrophe” I am going to shut the water off when we aren’t here.
Along with that I have to totally clean and plug any obvious mouse entrances. Fly traps have to go up as well. Oh and we don’t want that leftover beer to go bad so we had better drink it before we leave.
I’ve got rubber gloves and garbage bags. We’ll make sure everything stored in platic tubs is still intact and anything that remotely smells of food is put away or removed.
I found this link to a great checklist for shuttin’ er up for the season from the Canadian Automobile Association.
That checklist idea is a good one. I always forget what I’ve stored where and which knob to turn to get the water back on. In my defense the knob is red not blue and turns “righty tighty” when it should go “lefty loosey”.
I went to check up on the schoolhouse this weekend. And also to visit friend both local and from the west coast. After a great night of good food and Belgian beer I took a peek around the place. When I arrived at the house I was happy to see the poison blocks I had put out had disappeared. When I flaked out on the couch and found one under the couch cushion I had been snoozing on I was less happy.
There is some pretty heavy-duty cleaning in my future. we keep everything in plastic tubs and vacuum sealed bags so it is really just empty drawers to clean out but it is just one of those gross jobs I have to do once or twice a year. It’s like looking after the drunk friend at a party. You know he’s gonna be a mess but you’ve done it so many times you know it will be you at the end of the party searching a puke-riddled bathroom floor for contact lenses and subway tokens.
So those little furry miscreants have fooled me again. But what they don’t know is that I have a secret weapon. And his name is Beau.
It turns out one of our cats is quite the mouser. I have been feline sexist all these years thinking male cats were good for little but eating their weight in food and licking themselves in their dirty bits when company is over. However after a recent stay at the parentals Beau caught three mice in a week which earned him the nickname “Black Ops”. He was vicious and ruthless and left no survivors. Just the type of thing I like to see in my sweet little pets.
So my next trip up I am going to conduct a thorough clean (bring on the rubber gloves and mask) and remove all mouse leavings and poison residue. And then bring in the hunter.