This was my garage. You know the kind. The ones that have never held a car – only the junk that accumulates (and multiplies) over time. Boxes of nothing important. Poorly organized yard equipment and a variety of weekend warrior supplies. Always daydreaming, always in search of another never-to-be-completed project, I would stare at the beamed ceiling, old brick walls, proximity to the patio and think…this space was way too cool to waste on paint cans.
And so, with the help of a trim carpenter, brick mason, imagination and some do-it-yourself weekends, the garage was transformed. Cool in the summer and warm in the winter, this room is perfect to enjoy and to entertain friends and family year round.