We spent a couple of nights at The Homestead in Bardstown, Kentucky and it's a very intersting and disturbing place. Joanne, our host, could not have been friendlier - the history of the Homestead and its resident ghosts however, can lead to a case of imaginations running wild. We didn't sleep so well the second night ....
Joanne says it's impossible to describe the place and it is absolutely true. As promised, here are some pics of the weird, wonderful and collectibles mecca that Joanne has put together over the last 13 years. It defies belief and apologies that in some cases, the photos just don't do the place justice. In no particular order ....
 |
| Lorraine looking down from the upper floor |
 |
| Our host, Joanne, preparing breakfast |
 |
| Guest room / children's area |
 |
| One of three staircases to the upper floor |
 |
| On the walls |
 |
| Quilts and benches |
 |
| Detours led us to Elizabethtown and more barns |
 |
| Our bathroom, complete with barber's chair |
 |
| Breakfast area |
 |
| Taxidermied crows watch over the dining area |
 |
| The cellar ... way on down |
 |
| Cemetry (ornamental of course) |
 |
| Cut up quilt piecces |
 |
| A doll in our room |
 |
| Our headless companion |
 |
| Another lounge area |
 |
| Clothing |
 |
| Face jugs and ornaments |
 |
| Our beds |
 |
| More clothes in our room |
 |
| Our dresser and doll |
 |
| Our room again with headless |
 |
| Tree with owl carved atop |
 |
| made entirely of jewellery pieces |
 |
| old pump ... still works |
 |
| crazy quilt |
 |
| More detail of quilt made by slaves |
 |
| more nic naks |
 |
| Early morning in the garden |
 |
| Bucky on the front porch |
 |
| Traffic jam on the interstate ... |
 |
| Another wall ... |
 |
| The shop out front |
1 comment:
MMMMmmmm I see what you mean.
Post a Comment