Rosedown Plantation is very beautiful. It was bought from the family and fully restored before being sold to the state. You can only see it by going on a tour. I enjoyed both the house and the talk given by the tour guide.
The house has front porches on both levels. You enter into a stunning front hall. To the left of the hall is a master bedroom; to the right the parlor. Behind it is the dining room and then walking left you get to the kitchen, pantry and Martha Turnbull's workroom. The wing on the far right houses the master's study. Bedrooms and work rooms are upstairs.
The house sits down a long allee of Oak Trees - with the front yard fenced from the main garden that I featured in a previous post. |
A line of rockers invites lingering |
View down the allee from the front porch |
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The stunning mahogany staircase and the block wallpaper by Dufour et Cie |
A detail of the wallpaper |
The dining table set for a banquet with the "fan" over it. |
The stairs for the slaves - these worn stairs evoked the many feet that had climbed up and down over the years |
The desk from where Martha Turnbull ran the plantation - The room is just off the kitchen and has an outside door so the slave managers can come in to get their orders. |
Ceiling medallion |
Lace curtain detail |
The master bedroom just off the front hall |
Same bed from another angle |
Window treatment |
Medallion and chandlier |
The nursery |
The rest of the nursery |
A sewing area |
The upstairs rooms had this flooring - a kind of painted canvas, a precursor to linoleum |
Chess table of inlaid wood
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First used as a doctor's house, then schoolhouse |
The greenhouse and surrounding garden |
Inside the greenhouse |
Chicken coop |
Currently I'm traveling and will soon have a blog about the Arizona-Sonoran Desert Museum, one of my favorite places. And three friends will all be taking me sightseeing so I'll be able to share lots of adventures. I'm finishing this on the Friday before it comes out from a motel in Tucson, AZ. It was too hot to sleep out in my hammock last night and was 93 today, so I chickened out of camping and got in a shower. I also drove over 650 miles so I'm ready for bed.
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