Colonial Williamsburg

Our last day spent in Williamsburg was spent in Colonial Williamsburg. With the exception of the rain, and the fact that our kids were exhausted - and therefore cranky, it was a pretty pleasant experience. All the stuff they sell there is made by the employees. Cute little old ladies like this... There are like four panels of this sword by sword criss cross pattern. These were all swords and rifles and such in the Governor's Mansion. From the time of Lord Dunmore. All of these weapons were at one time used in the revolutionary war. I wish I could have gotten a picture of the whole room at once. It was very very impressive.

These were all taken in the hospital cemetary. The Governor's Mansion was a hospital during the Civil War. As you can see from above, they didn't dig the Confederate soldiers so much... I know its all a little morbid, but I loved the major headstone for the "Coke" family! The big and little headstone was a mom and her baby, which almost made me cry. So so sad. Some pretty little flowers that reminded me of raspberries. The obligatory stockade photos. Braxton didn't hold still long enough for me to get a good one of him in there... bummer, right? Our ever-fearless leader consulting the map. At least the paper kind can't say "off route, re-calculating route". Braxton and his favorite gift-shop-find. A "historically accurate" tin-whistle. Oh the beautiful music that now fills my house...Call me crazy, but I would totally love to live in Williamsburg. In this house. It was so cute, the neighborhood is so nice... haha. No seriously. Given the chance I would snatch this baby up and move in. The landlord has got to be better than the one I'm currently leased to...

Now how 'bout them apples?