Monday, February 14, 2011

Hobbit Houses.

I can remember reading "The Hobbit" when I was around 13 years old. I've wanted to live in a Hobbit home ever since
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.
It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats--the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill--The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it--and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another. No going upstairs for the hobbit: bedrooms, bathrooms, cellars, pantries (lots of these), wardrobes (he had whole rooms devoted to clothes), kitchens, dining-rooms, all were on the same floor, and indeed on the same passage. The best rooms were all on the lefthand side (going in), for these were the only ones to have windows, deep-set round windows looking over his garden and meadows beyond, sloping down to the river.

. This modern one holds a collection of Tolkien manuscripts.

There's a bunch of them in Goreme Turkey
This one's in Santa Fe
This one's in Texas
Black Mountain, North Carolina
This is a FANTASTIC diorama and how she did it, more here
Heres where you can tour the set of the lord of the rings movie.

And now, the kids are up, so I have to stop. But If I ever can afford it, I'll own a house like that. Full of modern conveniences of course, but as whimsical and full of magic as local building codes allow.