An Autumn Outing


There is something invigorating about the crisp autumn air in combination with the seemingly celebratory colors of the leaves. We took Baby D on a day trip to Old Sturbridge Village to really enjoy the change of seasons. He loves being outside, and is intensely interested in everything around him. We talked about the trees and plants, why leaves change color, the animals we saw, how a water pump works (Mommy pumped the handle while Daddy held Baby D and let him touch the stream of water), and how a water wheel drives a mill. We also just enjoyed the air and the scenery. It was a good day! Here is a sample of what we saw.

We walked through the village and out toward the Freeman Farm. This is the view looking out from the road to the pastures of the farm.

We are approaching closer to the pasture.

The grist mill.

The saw mill in operation.

Dock the ox. Or is this Blue? I get them mixed up. Over the past year we have seen Dock and Blue grow from calves into adolescents. They are quite friendly. Baby D like to stare at them.

Trees reflected in the pond.

The Salem Towne house, built for Salem Towne, Jr. in 1796. Read about it here.

A side view of the Salem Towne house.

A flower in the garden of the Towne house.

More flowers in the garden.

A tree in fancy dress for the season.

A chicken struts in the village.

Baby D! He enjoyed his day and was quite tired afterward. Happy autumn everyone!

 

All Day Without Baby D


Yesterday my husband and I went to Old Sturbridge Village for the day. Baby D stayed with his grandparents and his Auntie. He had a good time, we had a good time… but I was relieved to see him at the end of the day. Old Sturbridge Village is a re-creation of an 1830’s New England town. There are period buildings that have been relocated from various locations around New England, and costumed interpreters portraying life as it was lived in that period. There is also a working farm, and many animals. This past weekend was domestic textile weekend, and there were demonstrations of spinning, weaving, knitting, rug making, and knot work. We heard music on the 1820’s pipe organ, met a seven week old calf, visited with interpreters cooking salt pork, apple pie, and vegetables on the hearth, and learned about cider orchards. We  also attended a gallery talk about women’s domestic textile work. The examples of woven coverlets, tablecloths, “serviettes” (napkins), and garments were gorgeous. We were surprised to learn that home spun yarn from this period was as fine and even as the factory made yarn of today. The idea of “homespun” being rustic, chunky, and uneven is a modern concept. The women who produced textiles at this period were masters of their craft. Textile factories at first had to convince the public that their goods were of as good a quality as home made. Factory goods eventually became more prevalent and replaced home made, of course.

All of that was fun but… it was even better to get back to Baby D. I called a couple of times to ask how he was. My husband told me he was sure the baby was safe with his grandparents. I tried to explain that I was not concerned about his safety, just feeling anxious about not being with him. It must be a mom thing.  At any rate, Baby D had a good day with his grandparents, and we had a good day at Sturbridge– but I think it will be a little while before we spend so much time apart again.

Here are some photos from the village. I did not take them, they are from the village’s website. I was so concerned about packing for Baby D I forgot our camera.