When I was little we had a farm outside of the city where we would go every weekend. On it was an old farmhouse that my parents lovingly restored. A steep set of stairs lead to a giant open attic that ran the length of the house. It had sloped ceilings and dormer windows. My parents painted it sunny yellow and put 6 twin beds in it. Pine chests at the end of each bed were full of toys and treasures.
A few simple throw rugs and colorful vintage quilts made for a special hideaway for my sister and I.
I have been thinking about that room lately and thought I would share a few images of bunk rooms I have been collecting this past few weeks. Whether bunks or twin bed nooks, there is something magical about a room like this.
Lots of memories and a sense of adventure are created in a space
made just for kids tucked away from the rest of the house.
Here's to summer nights and flashlights under the covers.