Ryedale Folk Museum
I spent a wonderful Easter afternoon in Hutton-le-Hole with P and the grandlings, Isabella and Ava, at the Ryedale Folk Museum.
|Outside the chemist|
|Inside the chemist|
|Outside the grocery store|
|Inside the grocery store|
|The blacksmith's anvil|
|The story of Elphi who finishes off any unfinished pieces during the night |
while the craftspeople are sleeping - reminds me of The Elves & the Shoemaker
|Mantrap - must have been horrid to be a poacher in those days|
|Crochet, patchwork and rugmaking on display in this living room|
...and Izzi and Ava had fun in the kitchen of one of the cottages, decorating an Easter bunny and chick...
|The finished Easter bunny biscuit|
Isabella tried her hand at weaving, but sadly Ava will have to wait a year or two until her legs have grown a little - they just weren't quite long enough to move the heddles
... and afterwards we fed the chickens, lots of beautiful old breeds of bantams and a gorgeously hued rooster...
...and the girls were tickled pink by the thought of people throwing bad eggs and tomatoes at P and I, after they persuaded us to take turns in the stocks
Beautiful old signs abound...
|Izzi so enjoyed skipping she decided she'd add it to her |
ever-growing list of skills and continue to practise later at home
We were all reluctant to leave by the time they were closing up, but after a quick cuppa in the village café, we were winging our way back to York, warm and snug in the car. We didn't much notice the cold while we were there, too much to explore - but I can tell you our energetic afternoon in the open air made for four very tired but happy peeps.