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Chesterwood….

 

Our first full day in the Berkshires dawned a little foggy.

 

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And we saw the ever present windmills towering above the resort.

 

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Along the main road, they almost seemed to rise from the clouds.

 

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A huge blueberry Belgian waffle started my morning off right and we were soon on our way to Chesterwood.

Note – if you’re not interested in history, Abraham Lincoln, sculpture, period homes and gardens… feel free to leave now. I’m about to get my geek on.

 

 

 

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Daniel Chester French was the man who designed the Lincoln Memorial, and this was his summer home and studio in the Berkshires.

 

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You enter the estate through the converted 1800’s barn….

 

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Which serves as a visitor center and gallery for French’s work.

 

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You might recognize the Minuteman.

 

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It was rather fascinating seeing the progression of Lincoln’s immortal image come to life.

 

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And rather haunting as well.

 

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Lincoln dominates your thoughts and sight…

 

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But French was a prolific sculpture before and after his most famous work.

 

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Still awake?

 

 

Just checking.

We opted to take the guided studio and house tour even though our docent was a bit of a dolt.

 

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The studio was Italianate in design.

 

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As were the gardens…

 

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Although past their prime this time of year.

 

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The studio was full..

 

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But I won’t drone on about all that.

 

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The railroad track at the back door that was used to move the enormous pieces of art was interesting though.

 

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Hey..

If you’re still with me, bravo!

 

 

And thanks for the blogging loyalty. I’m a bit of a history nerd and find all of this quite wonderful, but I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea.

 

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After the studio we strolled around the gardens….

 

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And wandered a serene path through the woods.

 

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French drew inspiration from the natural world and walked the estate daily.

 

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Benches are scattered here and there…

 

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As are sculptured memorials.

Next up… the house.

Try to contain your enthusiasm.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So I took a few pictures.

 

Okay, I took 1,348…. the term “a few” is clearly relative.

When I go on vacation it’s digitally preserved, each and every last detail. Because someday when I’m old, grey and drooling in the nursing home, I’ll look back on them fondly and remember the good times. ( Who am I kidding? I probably won’t remember where I put my teeth on any given day… but hey, a girl can dream!)

Of course right now… you get to be my bored neighbors, forced to sit through the vacation slideshow.

Grab the popcorn! (Or martini, you may need it. We’re talking every last detail.)

Let’s begin!

The Berkshires, in Western Massachusetts.

 

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It took us about 5 1/2 hours to get there and the fall color was a total bust. Drab, tired and basically non existent. Disappointing for leaf peeping, but hey… Mother Nature is a fickle b*tch.

 

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Although she did give us a rainbow as we neared our resort, so all was not lost.

(Note – I tend to take a lot of shots through the window while my husband is flying down the road at 85 mph. He doesn’t understand the importance of documenting our every move,  so please forgive the quality of photos now and then.)

We stayed at one of our timeshare affiliates in the small town of Hancock called Vacation Village of the Berkshires. We’d never been there before, so we had our fingers crossed.

 

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We were pleasantly surprised with the location, as it was off the beaten path and literally up the side of a mountain.

 

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I mean the flippin’ driveway itself went on for miles.

( And yes, I’m aware the pics are facing down the mountain. Work with me…)

 

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The lobby/ reception area was nice….

 

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And there was a giant sheep staring me down from the garden.

What more could you ask?

 

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I requested and got a top floor in a quiet building away from the crowds.

 

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Last unit on the left before you descend the hill was just fine with us. Screaming children need not apply.

 

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The condo itself was smaller than we’re used to.

 

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And a trifle outdated style wise…

 

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It was pretty basic, but the bed was comfortable…

 

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The bathroom large…

 

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(Every detail, remember?  Be thankful I’m not discussing the ultra thin toilet paper.)

 

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It had half a kitchen which I hate.

WTH? Are you supposed to eat half a breakfast?

But there was a fireplace and a balcony…

 

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Though it was small and looked out over….

 

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Well, nothing.

But it was there as advertised.

I did get a kick out of the advertisement that was on a bulletin board by the exit door …

 

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Cash only, on call massage.

Hmmm… this could get interesting.

 

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So after unpacking, which took me an hour and my husband 5 minutes… (that’s just wrong!)  we headed out for dinner.

 

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( See Martin.. I haven’t forgotten you.)

Pan seared scallops and shrimp with white wine mussels over parmesan risotto at a wonderful restaurant called Zucchinis.

Add a few caramel apple sangrias to wash it down with….

And now we’re talking vacation!

 

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