Editor’s Note
I’ve been thinking a lot about mud lately. Because it’s spring, and as everyone who lives in the country knows: Spring means mud—lots and lots of gooey, wet, stuck-on, tracked-in mud. Which means I’ve also been thinking a lot about mudrooms. They are such an important part of any house in the country! Muddy boots, dirty coveralls, even raccoons and opossums—they all tend to come through the mudroom. In our home’s 100-year history, this space has seen it all. My husband, Bob, is a country veterinarian and we raise livestock, so you can imagine the messes that have been slung through our mudroom in the past three decades. There have been bags of milk replacer spilled on the floor and caked manure from boots on the welcome mat to the kitchen. It’s…
