
Ryijy rugs and a perfect pantry: how Kaisa turned her post-war house into a dream home
Kaisa Havina’s heart beats for old homes, ryijy rugs, folk costumes, and the beauty of bygone days. She mostly renovated a post-war house in Isokyrö on her own, guided by the idea that if something isn’t broken, there’s no need to replace it. That’s why even the plastic flooring got a coat of paint.
A red cottage and a potato patch—that’s paradise for Isokyrö resident Kaisa Havina. She relied on her vivid imagination and knack for craftsmanship to decorate her post-war home.
“I remember this house from my childhood school commutes. Beyond the spruce hedge, I could see a well-tended post-war home with a backyard brimming with crops. The people living there were Martti and Martta. The place was called Toivola.”
Home: Built in 1952 in Isokyrö, Finland. 3 bedrooms + kitchen + living room + hallway + utility room + sauna + bathroom + porch, 140 m².
Living here: Kaisa Havina and Wilho, 10.
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I’m a returning resident to Isokyrö. During the pandemic in 2020, I was looking for a new home for me and my then six-year-old son, Wilho. I wanted an old house because it has a soul. After all, how can someone who goes to traditional dance halls, decorates with old items and Finnish ryijy rugs, and sometimes wears folk costumes for fun live anywhere but an old house?



“After all, how could someone who goes to dance halls, decorates their home with old pieces and ryijy rugs, and occasionally wears folk costumes for fun, live anywhere but in an old house?”

I dreamed of a house with a wood-burning stove, a bread oven, and a round tile stove. Now I have all that and so much more, including an old farmyard and a milk cart I found in the barn. The cart is amazing, and I couldn’t live without it now. I’ve found many other essentials in that barn too, and I often smile thinking Martti must have left these things here just for me, as if waiting for the right moment.
I never worried about buying or owning an older house. I’ve been renovating it myself, and my family’s help has been invaluable. The skill and passion for hands-on work run in my family. Everyone joined in, first with surface renovations and later with building out the attic as living space.


Before moving in, we tore off and scraped away the ’90s embossed vinyl wallpaper. Steam and water made removal easier. I kept the plastic flooring and simply painted it. Four years on, I can say the floors have held up surprisingly well. In both renovations and daily life, my rule is that if it’s still usable, there’s no need to replace it. There’s usually a creative way to make less appealing elements fit the space. I painted the ’90s pine stairs pink—a shade I jokingly call sausage pink.





Not everything went as planned. I wanted an old-fashioned cork floor, but the recommended varnish caused the cork to swell overnight into Sahara-like dunes. Once it dried, the glue and cork had to be scraped off piece by piece. Now, there’s vinyl plank on the kitchen floor.
“You can absolutely hang a painting slightly crooked if it makes the corner look straight.”
We overhauled the kitchen completely, but reused the old cabinets in the utility room. The countertops are teak veneer with a brass strip—something I once saw in a dream. I made them with my dad. There was a perfect nook in the kitchen for a pantry, another dream of mine. My sister, mother, and I built it together. My nieces and nephews already know that’s where to look for treats.




We have lots of wallpaper and ryijy rugs on our walls. I love patterns, textures, and colors. Some wallpaper designs are new, some are old. I’ve loved ryijy rugs since childhood; my grandmother had the Maamiehen ryijy, and my godfather gave me the Huurre ryijy. Later, encouraged by my mother’s enthusiasm, I fell in love with ryijys from a particular era. They’re true masterpieces of handicraft.
Living in an old house teaches you to tolerate and accept what you can’t change. You can absolutely hang a painting a bit crooked if it makes the corner look straight.”


