On weekend road trip friend, Elizabeth, and writer travelled
to Washington, Georgia. From Tennessee, Wallaby clad; Boat and Tote in hand, Beth
and writer journeyed to antebellum land. Said journey was a bit taxing- lost
twice. But, as the scenery turned to cotton and columns, arrival was
unquestionable. The five of them rushed to greet- Robert, Douglas and their
dogs (Kingston, Turtle and Winston). And, writer rushed to greet hosts (especially
Winston- pick and goddog).
These fur children boasted fantastic digs. Writer must
refrain from running on about the doggies (corgis- a favorite and royal breed).
This post is for house- a late eighteenth century farmhouse- handsomely
decorated. Douglas, an equestrian, and Robert, an antique doyen, had bedecked it
in a most traditional fashion. Beth and writer could only say, “1980s Martha
Stewart!” That’s a commendation by the way. Just take a gander, as we say in the South. .
.
The living room:
Notice the profusion of needlepoint pillows, prints and
paintings depicting country life and the Chippendale desk chair reclaimed from
shed. Aren’t the red walls lovely!
Rugs, rugs; rugs:
Staffordshire and antler:
Hunt board with blue and white:
And writer with a miniature horse D takes care of:
Thank you D and R for a swell stay; hope writer wasn't too intrusive.
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