This sunny window was always meant to have a desk under it.
From a practical standpoint, it’s a great place to work when I’m on kid duty. It’s close to the action, but I can still get in the zone because I face the window when I work. From a creative standpoint, it’s easy to get into the flow of doing pretty things and writing pretty words when I’m facing an amazing mountain view.
For the first time in about five years, we have a real desk. And a place to keep the printer so that it’s easily accessible all the time. I could write an entire post about how life changing that is (and I probably will), but today, let’s talk about the wall to the right of said glorious desk. I knew I needed a little bit of storage, so I thought of making a few simple shelves like I had made for the master bathroom of our last home.
But this is in our living room, and I thought I could do better. I sat with it, and after a little while, a couple of matching crates in my collection came my mind. They’re two of my oldest crates, but also my least used up until this point. I could never quite figure out the perfect use for them because of the dividers.
Now I know that’s because they’re supposed to be shelves!
I knew the crates would look great on the wall, but they offer some really practical storage for office odds and ends.
It’s the perfect place to keep my camera away from my little photographers, and the spacing of the shelves happens to work perfectly for my different lenses.
P.S. Speaking of lenses… I was using a new one for the first time when I shot these photos, so let’s pretend the ethereal cloudiness is intentional.
These simple little boxes have me more convinced than ever that wood is the best friend of a white wall.
More than any other material, wood warms things up. It can take a room that feels a little stark, and make it cozy and interesting. I’m having so much fun being able to go a little woodgrain crazy in this home.
If you’re lucky enough to have an old wooden box, get a couple of screws and a stud finder and put it up on the wall.
Who couldn’t use a little more of that?