In my own backyard.

Sometimes we feel we have to travel a very long distance to find something neat to do but that is not the case when you live where I live.  Mom saw an article in her local paper and when she and dad came up yesterday we visited the Potts Inn Museum after lunch.  I loved the time I had with my parents.  What a wonderful day.

 

 

This two story inn was built by Kirkbride Potts and was built in 1850 by  the Potts family slaves.  It took five years to build and the Butterfield line had just started carrying mail and messengers from St. Louis through Arkansas all the way to San Francisco.

 

 

 

Jessica, a college student was our tour guide was very knowledgeable and very patience with three old folks.

 

 

Oil lamp chandelier was found in one of the main living areas.  One room for the ladies and one room for the men. The rooms were filled with furniture and items either from the Potts family or from that era.  It was hard to decided on what pictures to post when I think I took over 50.

 

If I get to go back I will take pictures of the description that was written out in each room.

 

I love quilts so I took pictures of the quilts that were in the four bedrooms that at one time held four full size beds.  If you had traveled my yourself you would probably be sleeping with a stranger that you would have met on your journey out West.

 

 

Crazy quilt of all types of fabric

A traditional nine patch

Even though this quilt was the most worn, the pattern is the log cabin and the fabric was all of silk.

The rooms were set up with time period items.

 

Mother is standing by an old clock on the landing at the top of the stairs going up to the second story.

 

The top trunk  was original to the Inn.

 

 The picture  is done in stitching that is called crewel.  Stitch after stitch combined to make a beautiful arrangement of flowers.  Can't imagine how many hours the picture took to complete.

In one of the bedrooms the wall has been cut out to show how they were made.  Small strips of wood and then plastered over.  Jessica, our guide told us that the house had never had termites. That is so amazing.

 

We have just began the tour but I will tell the rest of the story another day.  I don't want you to get bored before you get to the end of the blog so I will finish up later.