Showing posts with label Sturbridge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sturbridge. Show all posts

Thursday, April 24, 2014

Village Fences...

I'm hooking up with Good Fences today on The Run*A*Round Report.

Here are some fences from the visit that Carrie and I took to Old Sturbridge Village last week.  There are loads of fences there.  I guess they have to keep the sheep and oxen in and out.

They have town fences:

The Salem Towne House

The lawyer's office. with the General Store in the background.

And they have country fences:

That's the school house in the background with the kiln behind that.

This is the Small House that I mentioned in the last post.

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Life in the Village…

I mentioned in my last post that my daughter Carrie and I went to visit Old Sturbridge Village last week.  We are very fortunate that we live in the same town as this outstanding living museum, which depicts life in New England in the 1830s.  Well, Carrie lives in Northampton now, but grew up here and worked at the Village for a while a few years ago.  We don’t take advantage of our proximity to the Village nearly enough like we did when the kids were younger, but every spring, the birth of the spring lambs is a big pull and that’s what got us over there this time.  There seems to be a bumper crop of little lambs this year.  I counted eight.




The video is not so good.  Because it was so bright out, I couldn't really see what I was taking.  But I wanted to post it so you could see them in action.  They are so much fun to watch.



But there’s a lot more to see at the Village even if you are taking a casual stroll around the place.  It’s an excellent way to spend an afternoon or a couple of days.

These are shots of the interior of the Small House.  It shows a house typical of the times where newly-weds or renters might live.




The Freeman Farm has always been my favorite destination at the Village.  This house was built in Sturbridge around 1808 and moved to the Village in 1950.  The barn is from Charlton, Massachusetts circa 1840.



A Freeman Farm resident.


Here’s what was cooking the day we were there.


Well, I could go on and on.  Every time we go to the Village, I take hundreds of photos.  I hope you all get to visit there one day.  I'm betting you would enjoy it.