Roger, Sarah and I spent the weekend in the 18th century, and it was inspiring. The photowalk on Sunday was a blast, despite the cloudy weather, but Roger was the walk leader, so he will write about it in his side of the blog. The three of us spent all day Saturday, taking our time exploring the town and the little artisan shops. We had the opportunity to meet the oxen on the farm.
They seemed to be enjoying their day off, but that cud (sic) just be my imagination. We cobbled together a full day of sightseeing. Photographically, I tried to exclude the evidence of this century from the pictures. The cooler temps helped keep the crowds down, which made the framing of the shots much easier. One of the neat things the visitor center now provides is the opportunity to rent period costumes for the day. This little girl seemed right at home. The town crier was happily announcing a merchandise sale on the green, while the apothecary worked away in her shop. Each of the craftsmen and women really get into the details of preserving the skills of their trades. The wheelwright was ironing out some of his issues, while we watched. At the end of the day we visited the Governor’s palace. I can remember visiting here and being duly impressed when I was 6. It still impresses today. All I will show of the photowalk is the picture we took of the photographer shooting our group portrait. Tough to shoot when you are laughing.