A Low-Cost Cabin Built with Womanpower!
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September/October 1979
By the Mother Earth News editors
However, Cynthia and I were still the designers and builders, intimately acquainted with every log, notch, and nail . . . and you can't put a price on that!
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AN UNEXPECTED, UNPLANNED BONUS
During the first year of our life in the cabin, the loft created by the steep roof above the kitchen wasn't used as sleeping quarters. . . it was still unfinished, and we needed the extra storage space. Just recently, however, this area got our undivided attention. The little room was given added insulation, a fiberboard covering, and a lot of personal care in decoration.
Once the loft was completed, it became obvious to us that the "need" room was, without doubt, the warmest spot in the house . . . and the most comfortable place to sleep, even on subzero nights. What's more, we found that we were overcome by pleasant sensations and feelings of peace there. Sleep became much more restful, and we awoke each morning unusually alert, happy, and eager to face the day. This puzzled us at first, but now I think I understand:
Months ago, Cynthia—after reading an article about pyramids in MOTHER NO. 48 (page 162)—constructed a small, properly proportioned cardboard model. The miniature version sat almost forgotten in the cabin for some time, as we'd not yet determined the direction of magnetic north . . . which one side is supposed to face in order to make the structure effective.
One morning, we decided that it might be decorative and beneficial to hang the pyramid from the ridgepole. Cynthia suspended the model—by a piece of wire secured to its apex—about 18 inches down into the room.
"Wait a minute, Cyn," I said. "Take that pyramid and push it up into the angle where the ceiling halves meet."
She did, and we could both see that they fit and matched perfectly! We had, without knowing it, constructed a roof with a peak of the same angle as the pyramid. In effect, we were living in one of the supposedly healthful structures!
The cardboard model will stay in the loft where it was meant to be all along and where—on its own—one side not only finds north but aligns itself with one of the loft walls . . . which we had somehow managed to face to the north also!
Needless to say, we'll continue to spend as much time in the "mystic" room as possible . . . enjoying the restful nights and days full of vitality it seems to bring.
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