In my Hobbit hole
My home is like a Hobbit hole. It looks like a hole in the earth with a turf roof.
From the outside my house looks like it is one with Nature, with its surroundings. Except for the windows, they look like eyes to a hump. Depending on the light, my house could look eerie.
The outside door is made of wooden boards. It may look fragile but it is not. It is simple yet thick. Enough to block most of the wind and the outside cold and dampness.
Behind the door, everything is wood, the floor, the walls and the ceiling. The hallway goes straight at first then turns twice on the left. This helps keeping the cold further away. This part of my home is not very bright but it is not important. Even better, the relative darkness make the lights of the room beyond inviting.
After the final turn in the hallway, you enter the main room which serves as living-room, dining room and kitchen as well. The room is not really big, probably just enough for four people. Here also everything it made of wood which is a softer material than stone or concrete, so the place is actually warm and welcoming.
The table and the benches are made of solid wood. This is my dream; a table that is strong enough to gather people around with getting old. A table that would probably still stand once I die.
For the cooking there is a small wood stove. The meals I cook are simple yet tasty because only finer ingredients are used. They are simple yet copious and hot.
There is only one bedroom. It is tiny but cosy. The wooden boards on the floor, walls and ceiling make it look like a comforting shelter or a nest.
There is just enough space for a beside table, a small cupboard. And the bed. The bed is not wide but it has a thick mattress. There are several layers of warm sheets and blankets and a big fluffy quilt on the top.
Most of the time the bedroom does not need heating because it is small and well insulated. Moreover in the very cold days the blankets and human heat are enough to avoid being cold.
I told you that everything was make of wood in my Hobbit hole, right ? Well this was a small lie. To tell the truth there are a few stones in my home. Not that much. I will show you.
Let us go back to the main room and pass by the sofa (doesn’t it look comfortable ?). Here are the stones. Just a few, they compose the small fireplace.
When the weather turns really bad having a nice fire roaring keeps the humidity and the cold away. It makes this part of the house perfect for a quiet night reading or playing board games (books and game are in that heavy cupboard along the wall next to the sofa). Or you can just sit there watching, smelling the fire and listening to its soothing voice. You can have a glass of whisky too if you want. I will show you where the bottle is hidden.