The flooring guy came last week and tore all of the carpet out of the cottage. Signal the halleluiah chorus! We learned from our local historical society that our cottage dates back to at least 1888 (that is the earliest record they have on the house). The hardwoods beneath the carpet are original to the house. It’s just incredible to me.
The wood floors in the bedroom (most likely douglas fir) had suffered some abuse over the past 125 years, including (a) brown lead based paint and (2) glue adhesive that was just all over the room. Add a century’s worth of beach sand and dust and you can understand why I called in a professional. Like sheer magic, the bedroom was transformed by the work of an industrial sander (we vacated the house due to potential for lead dust). The bedroom floors are now bare, beautiful, 125 year old planks. It smells delicious-like a cross between a lumber yard and a Christmas tree farm. As you know, my plan was to paint the floors, but I honestly don’t know if I can bring myself to put paint back on this beautiful piece of history we have uncovered. I am leaning toward a few coats of poly and letting the floors just breathe. No stain. They are the color of beach sand and just so pretty.
Here are a few images of similar floors, in their “as nature intended” color:
What do you think? Leave them natural?