|The Zoar Hotel|
|The large bell to call the setlers.|
|Many of the pictures were by this artist.|
|My Sister Suzanne who broke her leg walking there.|
From there we crossed the road and went through a garden as big as a block with a large greenhouse at the other end. It was a lovely well cared for garden.
|We learned a lot in here from the woman guide.|
From there we went to the bakery where another woman dressed in the outfit of the early 1800s showed us two ovens half way up a brick wall where fires were started and after the brick ovens were hot, the fire was extinguished and the ashes were raked into a hole, the baker felt the bricks on the bottom to see how hot they were and if it was hot enough the bread loaves were put in round baskets that made them look like outsized muffins to bake while a door was put on the outside of the opening. Every family got one loaf of bread a day. They didn’t have yeast then so they boiled hops and when the water was cooled it was a form of yeast that was used to raise the bread.
|He was the only male guide there that day.|
Later the milk that got thicker was used to make cheese while the other milk was put back into the buckets brought – each tin bucket had a lid with the house number of who brought it on it, and those buckets were taken down into the very cold basement to be kept cold until someone came to claim them. You could tell those were really old buckets from the early 1800s.
|One of many old houses there.|
My brother-in-law took lots of pictures of the other events when I forgot my camera, but I forgot to ask him to send them to me.
Have you visited historic villages?