It may seem morbid, but I enjoy looking at old cemeteries. They have a beauty in them that I appreciate. Take a look.
"But God will redeem my soul from the power of the grave; for He shall receive me. Selah." Psalm 49:15.My dear friend Lynette has a heart of gold and is a true gem to me. Jim had to go back to Chicago for work and she invited me to go see some plantations in the area and let me sleep at her home. Let me not forget Mike her other half! They were the greatest!
Because we left no stone uncovered in three days, I am going to showcase one plantation only. We visited many homes and the blog would be too long even for me if I included them all! This one is called Rosedown. The gardens were lovely to walk through. Just listen, your tafetta hoop skirt rustling as you walked on brick paths....stopping to enjoy lemonade in the gazebo as you listen to the fountain bubbling happily while you wait for your suitor to ride up in a horse and buggy. Ok....
Come on in with me, with your imagination. They would not let me take pictures and I truly understood. Mostly. So I will to my best, describe some rooms to you, hopefully you won't get bored.Entry hall, not so grand, but the staircase is of solid mahogany. The rooms consisted of period pieces, around 1830 to 1850. Horsehair couches, yes, it felt stiff but beautifully elaborate. There were no closets, so armoires held the clothes of the day, made from rosewood or chestnut with elaborate carvings adorning them. My FAVORITE was a day bed or birthing couch, with carvings on each end of oak leaves and acorns. If I only could have gotten my hands on one of those!
This view is from the top balcony porch looking down into the front formal gardens, which lead down the way. This is where you would be greeted by the owner before entering the home. There is much to say about these plantations. Some are still owned by the same families that built them, some are owned by the state. Some are still private homes that are not shown to the public.
This view is from the top balcony porch looking down into the front formal gardens, which lead down the way. This is where you would be greeted by the owner before entering the home. There is much to say about these plantations. Some are still owned by the same families that built them, some are owned by the state. Some are still private homes that are not shown to the public.
I hope you enjoy the very few pictures I presented. It was hard to pick and choose as I had sooooo many! Now back to the future....
Here is Lynette's indentured servant, cooking us breakfast. He is making his famous "cat head" biscuits, bacon and sausage. It was wonderful Mike! Thanks for indulging me! Here is a picture of the "cats."
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