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The greenhouse was first a root cellar for nearly 100 years. It was also the childhood playground of the architect and his brother. When it rained the lichen on the wood shingles slicked and the roof became a slide — a competition to get to the top first.
Inside was a netherworld of mystery; a dark, drippy, wet micro climate, home to bats, snakes and a soil floor, lit only by the open door. In time, while progressing towards ruin status, the site was repurposed as a greenhouse for the parents, two avid gardeners.




One aspect was reversed. That which was solid became transparent, a window onto the world outside versus a place previously entirely closed onto itself. This began a career-long interest of the architect in the juxtaposition of transparency and opaque spaces. In the meantime, the gardeners grew plants.

The original board formed foundation was retained and the wood shingled gable roof that sat on the ground was replaced with a glass roof, a replacement of sorts, to recall the root cellar roof, place of special memories for generations.