The Elms, oh how I love thee. The ultimate summer cottage, with a conservatory that opens to the expansive lawn. The connecting rooms that all open to one grand house full of air and light. I can only imagine what a party must have been like back in the day. I'm sad that we had to visit on a gray spring day instead of seeing your grandeur in the midst of summer. But we'll take what we can get ;)
The back of the Elms, leading to the lawn the stretched for miles, or so it seemed. According to the tour guide, local children used to play on the lawn, and the butler would bring them cookies and milk or lemonade. Score!
One of the sphinxes flanking the front door. Hard to see, but there's a cherub on its back.
A gnarly old tree. They were everywhere.
One of many pithy decorative urns along the wall in front of The Elms. I'm trying to imagine them filled with flowers.
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