Now, what they will need, once they’re all pooped out, dosed with vitamins, and tucked into their little organic-cotton-sheeted beds by 7:30pm, is a caretaker. Who should be appropriately housed in a separate, comfy yet minimalist, and fully applianced bungalow. With a view.

Moving beyond this glaring hole in the plot line, the airy openness is… wondrous. Intermingling of indoor and out (inside-out, as Marty put it) is one of my all-time favorite spatial design techniques. (Even better when in the appropriate climate. Not so much in, say, Alaska.) The airiness is furthered by the exposed ceiling trusses and the white decor. And boy, do these guys like white. (I pity whoever has to keep the place clean.) Together with natural wood flooring, the adjacent green space and brilliant blue sky, (not to mention that view, you have a trifecta… wait… quadrifecta(?) of WIN. If it were mine I might develop the terrace a bit more (“Hello, Bob’s Custom Hot Tubs?”), but otherwise all here is, IMHO, as it should be… minus that bathtub.