Showing posts with label Kneelers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kneelers. Show all posts

Thursday, July 12, 2018

Grasmere (Showing Off a "Small Island" Part 9)

"I wandered lonely as a cloud," mused Spousal Unit (to-be).

"What?" I queried.

"We learned it in school," he replied.  "You know, William Wordsworth?"


"I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze."

It was 1990, and the first time I had ever been to Grasmere, England.  And my Spousal-Unit-to-be is quoting William Wordsworth.  (Actually, I am not sure he got past the first line.) But ever since, I have been in love with Grasmere, and this is one of the many events that made me fall in love with Spousal Unit.  Of course, it was on the must-see list for my sister and her husband during their visit last summer.  (See (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8) for previous posts.)

William Wordsworth (1770 -1850) was a major English Romantic poet who helped to launch the Romantic Age in English literature.  William lived in Grasmere for 14 years and called it "the loveliest spot that man hath ever found."  William and his family are buried in Grasmere, in the cemetery of St. Oswald's Church.






I took advantage of this visit to St. Oswald's to capture more hand-stitched kneelers (see my previous post on this topic).






We 'wandered' on, and the winding road, ever hemmed in by dry stone walls, took us to Keswick, a market town in the Lake District.  We checked in to our B&B, and taking our hostess' advice, walked to George's for an early dinner.

Although we all felt like falling into bed, it was much too early for that. So off we went for a stroll in Keswick on a rainy summer evening.  It may not have been ideal, but for me it brought out some Keswick character worthy of a few photos.



And I found a B&B I am just dying to stay in next time, the next time I am 'wandering lonely as a cloud.'

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Friday, January 19, 2018

Days of Wine and Roses (Showing Off a "Small Island" - Part 5)

Welcome to my ongoing series celebrating the joyful days spent with my sister and her husband in the UK in June 2017.  (link to Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 and Part 4) As I perused the photos of our fifth day together, my skin tingled with the recollection of the sun.  I longed to dip my toes in the tannin-infused waters of Aysgarth Falls, and to return to the patio of the Friar's Head, aromatic with the scent of white roses.  Just a few reminders of why I adore my adopted country.


This day, we left the village of Oughtershaw, but not before I gazed with rapture once more at this view from the cottage window.  

My in-laws headed home; our itinerary included a return to Hawes for a mooch (read: to walk around observing things).  For Spousal Unit and I, "mooching about" is one of our favorite past-times: no matter how many times you have been somewhere, you can still observe un-noticed details, or learn something new.

St. Margaret's Church was built in 1850 to replace a smaller church.  



Points of interest include the Millennium stained glass window, the War Memorial paneling and the Robert "Mouseman" Thompson pews and screens.

Robert "Mouseman" Thompson was a British furniture maker.  He lived in Kilburn, North Yorkshire, where he set a business manufacturing oak furniture, which featured a mouse on almost every piece.   
It is claimed the mouse motif came about accidentally in 1919 following a conversation about "being as poor as a church mouse", which took place between Thompson and one of his colleagues during the carving of a cornice for a screen.  This chance remark led to him carving a mouse and this remained part of his work from this point onwards.

For some time, I have been intrigued by the hand-stitched kneelers that are present in most Anglican churches in the UK.  As someone who relishes cross-stitch and community service, I could envision myself producing a kneeler, but I didn't really know what's involved.  Carpe diem!

Kneelers can take 3 months or longer to complete; an average kneeler involves over 9,000 stitches just for the top
I learned that there are thousands of church kneelers made by congregations across England and Wales.  Some congregations choose a particular theme, such as nature or geometric designs.  Others give the volunteers free rein.  As a result, church kneelers that are local, original, and unique represent the most widely practiced form of folk art in the country.  Check out this site if you would like more information.  And watch for future posts - you might just see more of this artistry!

The one on the left has clearly been well-loved!
Although Hawes might be distant from Montana, our log-house-in-construction is never far from our minds.  One shop featured heavy, metal furniture that would fit well with our rustic industrial motif - I took a picture for inspiration only - this would cost a small fortune to ship!

Along the lanes of Hawes
We made our way back to the car park (read: parking lot) along a public footpath, and found ourselves on the hill above St. Margaret's.  It's then I realized the commanding location it has in town.  Even now, I am gob-smacked (read: amazed) at the compelling beauty of the landscape that this church enjoys every single day.

Our next stop, Aysgarth Falls, is a familiar friend to our family, as a site of swimming excursions and overnight walks.  One year, Spousal Unit was the beneficiary of a coffee mug embellished with a repeating mosaic of this beloved photo.  If someone asked me to characterize our family when the kids were young, especially the relationship of the 'three kids', I would pull out this snap!
2009

Today, it looks much the same as it did 9 years ago.  Located in a stunning wooded gorge in Wensleydale, the Falls are comprised of an Upper, Middle and Lower Falls.  Well-marked trails through the woodland allow easy access to the River Ure, with many pools and pock-marked rocks.


Yes, those are grapes!
For our family, a trip to Yorkshire is not complete without visiting the Friars Head, a beautiful bar/restaurant in a truly stunning location.  The following is a quote from its website, which I'll use because I believe it captures the essence of the venue so perfectly: "The Friars Head is a confident and striking blend of traditional and modern design, that celebrates great quality food.  What makes The Friars Head so special is the different and distinct interior themes and creative menus, developed to provide guests with their choice of a relaxed or formal experience".  (I am not being paid for this; the pictures left/below illustrate why we love the place.)
A meal without wine is called breakfast ... we enjoyed our adult beverages on the patio
Fig tree in the courtyard
Pausing to smell the roses - a gratifying conclusion to another exceptional day.











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