Projecting imagined futures, ways of living, what to see when and in what light are but a few of the flurry of options darting about in your head at the start of designing a house. I thought my camping days were over, well hopefully not forever, but dormant. Then it is seemed obvious that sleeping where a bedroom might want to be makes sense. And drawing full scale in bright green tape a better form of sketching alternatives to pen and paper. What Sarah and I discovered, having no clear site plan with north arrows, is the sun rises in the east. Now we could align ourselves. Right here at the infancy of a new home, some shifting seems in order already. Those large siting questions are the haunting sort - you have to get this part right. Joe (Esherick) still resonates: if you build on the best part of the site, you no longer have it. Should the ridge go past the house, in front of it so to speak, or should the house be divided, formed up around that virtual slot slicing through. Thank god for some facts. The sun rises in the east.
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