You can't complain that I am still discussing shepherd's huts, because you knew I was a woman of intense and varied enthusiasms and crushes when you came to my blog.
Or if you did not know, you quickly began to suspect. Remember the yurt.
Look at these shots from The Shepherd's Hut Company.
I prefer a more rustic approach to the interior of my shepherd's huts, and this floof below is not my style, but look anyway. You could pretend to be Miss Marjorie Bassingbroke-Pettibanks, girl detective, on vacation in Dorset, solving mysteries from the comfort of your genteel shepherd's hut.
I also found a Historical Shepherd's Hut site, which was extremely interesting.
You can tell this must have been pretty with its bright turquoisey paint once upon a time.
Ten by seven feet . . . that's small living. I might be ten by seven feet, myself.
These interior shots below are kind of creepy, and make you realize how bleak it might have been to be a shepherd on a cold, rainy, windy night out in the middle of nowhere. Those racks are for holding sick lambs, and your straw-filled mattress would go on top. You'd also have an oil lamp and a little fold-down table. I bet that lamp would be my best friend, next to the sheep.
Although some of those shepherds did find themselves wives, and if I had been one of those wives I would have decorated the place a bit, with a jar of flowers and maybe some curtains or something, you know, for cheerfulness. Maybe some windows. Bedding. Paint. You know, to make it more like this beauty from Artisan Shepherd's Huts in Sussex.
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Over at Somerset Shepherd's Huts, they have fitted bunk beds. That would be pretty fun. I still get excited about bunk beds, and I am 44.
Such pretty, pretty walls and windows and floors.
And then you have the Original Hut Company over in East Sussex. By day, dining area . . .
And by night, bed . . .
This little green one at Shepherd's Huts by Furniture for Life is awfully cute. I'm sure my writing would be better if I had a shepherd's hut. Their site claims that Roald Dahl and Philip Pullman wrote in such huts.
I think these at The Shepherd's Rest could not be prettier.
I guess if you are really not into the whole rustic shepherd's hut thingy, you are having a rough couple days here in suziebeezieland. Here is a photo for you. It's the Hall of Mirrors at Versailles.


