Yes, It IS A Real Stairway To Heaven...

Yes, It IS A Real Stairway To Heaven...

You would be a happier person if you lived in this rustic log-home, don’t even try to deny it. There’s something about the rough, unhewn look of a house built from the trunks of felled trees. It stokes something primal in the eldest recesses of the human heart. You feel a kind of harmony—a connection with nature, with the past. You enter into a covenant with the logs that enclose your living space: you need them for shelter, and they need the spectacle of your life to give them meaning, to immortalize them.

But the best thing about living in a log house is that all of your friends are super jealous.

Looking at the inside of this gorgeous home it’s not hard to see why. The high ceilings, the spacious interior, the rough-cut staircase and bannister. If you don’t get a feeling of childlike wonder walking around inside one of these, then you and I are very different. People have been living in these things for centuries. Before the advent of the modern, mass production saw mill, using logs was just the most practical way to build a house in the Alps, Eastern Central Europe, Scandinavia, the Balkans and certain areas of Asia. It was the Scandinavians who brought the craft to the shores of North America in the early Eighteenth-Century, and since then log homes have become a staple of rustic living in almost all areas of the country. As of this writing, about five hundred companies in the U.S produce old fashioned, scribe-fit log homes, and countless more build homes made of milled or semi milled logs. As far as building styles go, there’s vertical corner, dovetail, interlocking saddle notch, butt and pass, vertical corner, and the Swedish style saddle notch method. Architecturally, builders have drawn on the national traditions of several different countries around the globe—American, Russian, Scandinavian and German just to name a few.

For me, log houses call up memories of being in the Cub Scouts as a boy. We used to meet in an old, brown scribe fit cabin atop a hill for our weekly meetings—the kind of building that could be five or a hundred years old. I remember running my fingers along the strip of caulking that bound the structure together and marvelling at the austere and beautiful design. At the sheer simplicity of it. That building is still there, I see it when I go back to my hometown sometimes, sitting up there on the hill. It could be there for another three hundred years. It’ll never go out of style or fall apart, at no time in the foreseeable future anyway. Click on the link below, go to the Pinterest page and take a good long look at that rustic log home and tell me you wouldn’t be happier living there. I challenge you.

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