It was a toss up - you couldn't afford glass, yet you needed light. If you made the windows too large then you were going to be darned cold in winter, and possibly wet as well, unless you had tight shutters of some kind.
...Writing fantasy and living the reality of a tropical environmentalist
About Me
- Glenda Larke
- Malaysia
- My life has been described by one of my editors as “impossibly exotic” – although really it is not my life, but me, that’s the exotic. I’m the uprooted plant, the exotic who doesn’t belong, always living in someone else’s backyard...
An Australian living in Malaysia. Writer, traveler, environmentalist. Author of The Isles of Glory trilogy (The Aware, Gilfeather, The Tainted); The Mirage Makers trilogy (Heart of the Mirage, The Shadow of Tyr, Song of the Shiver Barrens) and, writing as Glenda Noramly, a stand-alone book Havenstar. The latest trilogy is called The Watergivers in Australia and the Stormlord trilogy elsewhere: THE LAST STORMLORD, STORMLORD RISING, STORMLORD'S EXILE
Sunday, April 25, 2010
More inspiration from St Fagan's
It was a toss up - you couldn't afford glass, yet you needed light. If you made the windows too large then you were going to be darned cold in winter, and possibly wet as well, unless you had tight shutters of some kind.
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You are really seeing the country on this trip. Maybe the volcano with the unpronouncable name did you a favour.
Regarding the darkness inside the farmhouse; poor rural people usually went to bed just after sunset and rose at dawn.
The only interior light they had at night would have been from the the peat or wood fire in the cooking area.
How very true Peter, I never thought of that. Mind you its quite a big cottage isn't it? Maybe not so poor.
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