As I mentioned in this post, A and I became members of The Preservation Society of Newport County at the start of summer. It sounds fancy, but all it means to us is that we have free admission to regular tours of the Newport Mansions for one year - still exciting news for a Francophile/Anglophile/wondrous things-phile! (I call it wonderlust :)
We initiated our membership with a visit to The Elms.
It was the summer residence of the Berwinds (oh you know, just a quaint summer home), who made their fortune in the coal industry, and was modeled after the mid-18th century French chateau d'Asnieres (after my own heart). And that is the extent of my historical knowledge of The Elms, which I gathered from my own reading and not the tour itself.
The tour is self-guided with audio, but we ditched the audio. It was fun to just take in the architecture, interiors, furnishings, and decor, always wandering in the wrong direction or the wrong order. There were few other tourists to inconvenience and the sweet staff allowed us to do our own thing, while making sure we didn't miss any part.
I am still (and may always be) a beginner photographer, but I understand the importance of natural light and am starting to develop a sense of how to work with and adjust to it. The late afternoon light seeping in through the windows and curtains was exquisite, and I hope what I captured in photos gives you a sense of what it was in person.
How I wanted to play this golden piano! It took everything within me to not hop over the ropes.
Each fireplace was almost tall enough for me to walk into (which is not very tall, but you catch my drift).
The view from a window.
Perfect seating for a wedding, placed in the stairwell.
That rich, blue-green color.
My favorite bedroom.
I loved seeing all the vanities set up with antique beauty tools and products.
This dresser is what dreams are made of.
Another piano to play.
That elusive light.
That shade of teal.
The Berwinds were savvy to the pompom trend.
Modern reflected in era.
And then we traveled to Narnia.
The grounds were equally magnificent.
Oh hello, Mr. Darcy.
The expansive lawn led to a fountain, carriage house, and garage.
In terms of lighting, this was perhaps my favorite spot. A managed to capture that golden-hour glow, which you can see and read more about in my outfit post.
And just when we thought we'd seen it all, the friendly grounds security guard led us to the lower garden.