The town has everything we love about the area ...
a river ......
a chateau ....
and a sense of pageantry .....
and tourists for my work ....honestly ..... this was early in the morning :)
Gotta love a chateau visit ..... preferably we arrive early to miss the families with screaming children. We saw 5 other people whilst we looked around but by the time we'd finished walking the garden, guided tour groups had started to descend. Timing is everything :)
I quite fancy one of these chairs from the music room :)
The chandelier is made of wood .... much prefer crystal ones myself ..
and love this fabric!
At the edge of the garden we found this derelict summer house - there was no notice to say access was forbidden .... and it was just too tempting ...
Aaron told me not to go in as the roof looked ready to collapse. I knew that only 3 things could possibly make the ceiling cave in right at that very moment.
1. an earthquake
2. a lightning bolt
3. if I touched absolutely anything in there ...
the old carriages inside were worth the fear of spiders ....
Aaron did come in too once I went back outside and told him about the glass cabinet of discarded taxidermy. We all have a tipping point....
I didn't have the stomach to go around and look through the front of the glass, I could see the backside of a wild boar and god knows what that thing on the right was in the 19th century. No doubt there's a few birds of prey under there and a pine marten. There's always a pine marten.
But my most favourite thing in all of Montresor is this beautiful fallen angel in the chateau garden. He's Italian (obviously). I can't imagine he's a drag-your-entrails-out-through-your-nose kind of fallen angel, I'm sure he was just too much of a party animal. swoon. I want one.
