In addition to some historic sites in Louisville, we took a bit of a nostalgia tour, stopping by our old Melbourne Heights grade school. The building looks almost exactly the way I remember it except for the decorative bit above the doors and the name change. The playground hadn't changed much, either. It was kinda spooky, really. That's Marcy on the left and Bonnie on the right.
Then we drove through our old neighborhood. This is the house we lived in until we moved to the farm on my twelfth birthday. The trees are different, but other than that, it really hasn't changed much in 45 years.
Then we went to visit Farmington, a historic home built in 1815-1816 by John and Lucy Speed. I probably went there on a field trip as a kid, but I don't remember it. That's Marcy on the porch. There wasn't anyone there to take us on a tour, so we just walked around the grounds, which were quite beautiful.
I would've taken a lot more pictures of this fabulous garden if the battery on my camera hadn't been so low.
After Farmington, we visited Locust Grove, which was where George Rogers Clark spent his last years. This one was open for a tour, which was interesting and informative. Highly recommended!
After Locust Grove, we went to the J B Speed Art Museum, which had changed so much I hardly recognized it. The last time I was there was about 25 years ago. Mike was just a baby and I'd gone with my father to see a Rembrandt that was touring the country. The museum looked the same then, but they've recently renovated and added onto it.
Because my mother was an artist, my sisters and I spent a lot of time at the museum when we were young, and I loved that place so much I wanted to live in it. It had a huge revolving door entrance, marble floors, and a fountain that made the most pleasing sound I've ever heard in my life. I can still remember the peace I felt when I sat on a bench, listening to the sound of the bubbling water as it echoed off the high ceiling. There were Native American artifacts downstairs and paintings I have never forgotten, along with Napoleon's bed, and sculptures that dated back to the 15th century. Most of those things are now gone, including the fountain and the huge Chinese urn that used to have live goldfish swimming in it. The entire atmosphere has been altered, and not for the better.
They did have an exhibition of French Impressionist painters, so I can now say that I have seen some actual paintings by Monet (my personal favorite), Chagall, and Renoir. I was very happy to have the chance to see those paintings, but I really do miss that fountain.
*sigh* Must check my files for some nice moons to cheer me up.
These might do it!