Thursday, August 1, 2013

An afternoon at Hildene

Hello to any and all who may still check this blog for updates. In typical recent fashion, any and all blog post ideas I've had have been put on the back burner. Today, though, I thought I would share some photos of a recent trip my mother and I took to Hildene in Manchester, Vermont.

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Hildene was the summer home of Abraham Lincoln's only surviving son, Robert Todd Lincoln. It is important to note that President Lincoln never visited Hildene (as it was built 40 years after his assassination). The Lincolns were, however, familiar with the Manchester area. In the summer of 1864, Robert, his mother (Mary Todd Lincoln), and younger brother (Tad) visited the nearby Equinox Hotel as a retreat from Washington D.C. which was still in the throes of the Civil War.
Completed in 1905, the house was occupied by members of the Lincoln family until 1975. Photography was not allowed inside which was a shame as there are many lovely things to behold. Nearly everything is completely original to the house and Lincoln family. Even articles belonging to Abraham himself. Unfortunately, one of his signature top hats (and one of only three still in existence) was on loan to another institution. There was, however, a very nicely curated exhibit titled, "The American Ideal: Abraham Lincoln and the Second Inaugural." Focusing on key excerpts from Lincoln's second inaugural address accompanied by artifacts belonging to Hildene and some on loan from from the John Hay Library at Brown University, the exhibit engulfs its visitors and helps to exercise understanding of the president's words. What the war meant, the impact it had on the nation, and the forthcoming era of reconciliation and reconstruction are all there to contemplate while examining speeches, telegrams, photographs, maps, and engravings, etc.
Photography was allowed on the grounds which, now that the history bit is out of the way, I will go ahead and share. A formal garden designed by Robert's daughter is situated behind the house. If we had visited in June we would have been treated to thousands of peony blooms. Some are even the original plantings. A small conservatory occupies a knoll near the house. The property also features a farm, walking trails, and a fully restored 1903 train car (which we forgot to see). After Robert Todd Lincoln's political career (Secretary of War under both Presidents Garfield and Arthur and U.S. minister to the U.K. under President Harrison) was over, he served as president of the Pullman Palace Car Company. Next time: train car and peonies!

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Did I forget to mention the mountains? The estate is surrounded by gorgeous views of both the Green Mountains in Vermont and the Taconic Mountains in New York.
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Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Paper trails

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My grandmother devoted a lot of time over the last few decades to extensive genealogical research. Now, I am the caretaker of a large box filled with letters and documents, names and dates scribbled on scrap paper, several filled and half-filled family tree charts, newspaper clippings, etc. etc. There is so much more than what the above photo depicts. The thought of going through it all and I mean really going through it all is equal parts daunting and exciting. I have only scratched the surface, but am thankful for such an opportunity.

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Today I made some time to write out a few notes. I had forgotten how much I enjoy doing so, especially when pretty stationery and stamps are involved. A few more have yet to be written, but I will save them for another day. It is always nice to have a little activity such as letter writing to look forward to, is it not?

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Life Lately

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  1. A lovely and inspiring picture-text from a dear friend.
  2. Indian take-out. That channa masala was hands-down delicious.
  3. Spring pattern mixing. Polka dots and floral always on my mind.
  4. Polish groceries. Pierogi and herbal tea, mm.
  5. Dear Friend always gifts the best teas.
  6. A relaxing and fun-filled visit to the coast (where the guest room appropriately provided some very New England literature).

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Long time no see.

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Hello. It's been a while, hasn't it? I finally got around to developing the last roll of film I used up. All of these snaps are from last spring/summer/autumn. Now that spring is officially here again, I think it is time for a new roll. Or two. I hope you've been well. See you soon.

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Cherokee rose (2)

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Camera: Kodak VR35 K40
Film: Kodak Gold 200

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Winter scenes

Over the summer I joined the modern world and got a smartphone. I've become rather snap happy with it and am kind of blown away by the fact that the camera on my phone boasts more megapixels than the first digital camera I ever owned. I wouldn't be exaggerating if I said a great many of the pictures on it are of my fluffy four-legged friends (they're just so amusingly photogenic). Today, though, I am sharing a few (unedited) winter scenes.

Icicles and the moon

Icicles and the morning sun

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Saturday, January 12, 2013

January and mixed feelings

It is January once again. The start of a new year. For many people this means looking ahead, making goals, starting fresh. As December waned, I was apprehensive about January's arrival. I was apprehensive about 2013.

2012 was a very difficult year. No, it was excruciatingly difficult not just for me, but for nearly everyone I love and hold dear. I experienced and felt things that at one time seemed so unfathomable. That won't ever happen to us. That won't ever happen to me. After enduring so much you may be wondering why I wasn't looking forward to a new year and to "starting fresh." The truth is, despite all of the pain, I wanted to hang on to 2012. I wanted to hang on to the last thing, apart from my wealth of memories, that you were physically part of. There is no you in 2013 and moving on without you hurts just as much as losing you.

As the sun went down on December 31, 2012, I went outside and snapped this photo. I had your favorite song playing inside and I could hear it pulsing from the house.

The last sunset of 2012

I know that you know it is my favorite song now and that it always will be. There is one line in particular that always makes me think of you: "Somewhere between that setting sun I'm On Fire and Born To Run." Yes. Your time here may have been short, but it was precious. I am accepting that you were born to run.

 I have disabled comments for this post, but will try to be back soon with an update less somber. I guess I just needed to get this off my chest and to continue to be not just honest with myself, but with my blog as well.

Monday, December 31, 2012

Scenes from Christmas

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Here are some quiet little scenes from Christmas. I really liked my outfit and thought I'd share it here before the clock ran out on 2012. I wore pretty much the same thing on Thanksgiving as I have the same dress in navy blue and matched it with navy tights. The sweater (that buckle!), locket, and shoes were all the same. I guess it became my easy, go-to, pretty outfit for the latter part of the year.

The tree greens in tea cups served as a quasi-centerpiece for our Christmas dinner table. I am hesitant to disassemble them and will probably leave them out for a while longer. This will placate any longings to leave the actual Christmas tree up, I think :)

I hope the new year is good to all of you.