Let's see now, where did I leave off? Oh yea, I remember now.
After our little afternoon stroll through Stockbridge, we headed back to our little condo where I prepared a wonderful spaghetti dinner. My sauce is made with green bell peppers, onions, zucchini, summer squash, mushrooms, a large can of tomatoes, a couple of cans of TOMATO sauce simmered to perfection and served over a bed of whole wheat angel hair pasta, and a nice glass of wine to clear the pallet. Mmmm, mmm, good. I'm making myself hungry.
It looks like my friend Cindy enjoyed her meal.
After dinner we hung out and watched a couple of movies on Cindy's laptop.
We were quite blessed that the rains did not follow us into Monday, even though MOST times it was rather overcast, so we found our way to the Norman Rockwell museum, which is perched on a hill overlooking the beautiful mountains; alas, we were not allowed to take any pix INSIDE the MUSEUM.
As you can see, the mountains are totally lacking in any fall colors.
The red building in the background to the left, was Norman Rockwell's studio. The museum purchased it and had it moved from it's original location to here.
Inside his studio.
I'm afraid there really isn't too much to share in way of pictures.
Norman Rockwell worked mainly from photographs, rather than make his models stand for hours on end.
Here is a link to the Norman Rockwell Museum website.
AND, because the top of the page is always changing, you'll be able to see what the mountains look like when they DO have our famed autumn color.
Click on "shop now", so you can see some of his works.
This building below was the home a prestigious New York attorney, Charles Butler, who had it built in 1859 as his summer "cottage". It was one of first of the elegant homes that came to be known as "Berkshire Cottages".
The house passed down through generations of the family and it was that last generation with whom Rockwell became acquainted. He would ride his bike from Stockbridge center to enjoy the vista of the mountains. It's ironic that this property became the home of the museum.
After enjoying the fruits of Norman Rockwell, we ventured to "The Mount", which was once the home of the renowned American writer, Edith Wharton. She was the very first woman to be awarded the Pulitzer Prize for fiction, the first woman to receive an honorary doctorate from Yale and the first woman to receive FULL membership in the American Academy of Arts and Letters. She wrote a collection of 40 books of short stories, poems, gardens, travel, interior design and architecture, in 40 years.
She designed and built The Mount.
I found the following picture, taken by David Dashiell, online. I don't know why I didn't think to take one from that garden.
Even with a multitude of restorative work that needs to be done, the house & grounds are still gorgeous.
The drawing room
The walled garden ("hidden garden") is an Italian-style garden
Looking towards The Mount from the walkway between the two gardens.
The Frensh-style flower garden
For more information about Edith Wharton, go to this Wikipedia web page:
Tuesday morning brought us, more specifically moi, to our final museum for this trip. We took separate cars because "The Clark", located on the campus of Williams College in Williamstown, MA, was along my route home.
At this museum we enjoyed paintings by such renowned artists as Renoir,
"Studies of the Berard Children"
"Bather Arranging Her Hair"
...and Alfred Stevens' "Au clair de la lune (In the moonlight)
...and Giuseppe Cesari, called Cavaliere d'Arpino's,
"Perseus Rescues Andromeda...
And last, but certainly NOT least, I can't forget to show you the ONLY color I got to see during this autumn trip.
I must say that this trip was one I shall never forget. I got to enjoy the company of great friends, and visit places in my own state where I'd never been before in my ALMOST 65 years.
Thanks everyone for taking the time to journey to the Berkshires with me. It was GREAT fun!!