
The lodge can seem cold in the dead of winter, or at least a big space to heat up with propane. I dream of a small writing cabin, perhaps 6x8' with straw bale walls that could almost be heated by the body working in it. An 18" straw bale wall has an R value of 54, which is way beyond any building code. I imagine a desk, some shelves, a window, a comfortable chair, and perhaps a loft bed. Perhaps some way of making tea/coffee?
In connection with this musing, I append an image of Heidegger's Black Forest hut, famous as a place of meditation, and now the object of a book length study by Adam Sharr. Compare Michael Pollan's A Place of My Own (two images below):
"A room of one's own: Is there anybody who hasn't at one time or another wished for such a place, hasn't turned those soft words..." [See May 22 2009 for a follow-up].
