These heavy doors cover one of the ice house and dairy cellars at Ashland, the Henry Clay Estate in Lexington. They were built in 1830 and go sixteen feet into the ground. You can see the bottom of the great conical roof on the other one. These outbuildings provided the rare luxury of chilled food and drink year round. When ice was placed in an ice house in January or February it would last until October or November.
(some of the shots we post here have a surprise or at least a different view if you enlarge them. This one has my nephew coming up the steps . . .)
Hello World, we are jcp and FCP. Sisters. We live in the same state but not quite close enough for lunch. Recalling an era when the arrival of newspapers and magazines via snail mail was met with much anticipation, we remember our grandparents excitedly reading, re-reading, and cherishing every page and each printed word. It was a time when the Navy's news of our daddy's emergency surgery arrived in the form of a letter, and three excruciating weeks would pass before his parents received the word that his condition had improved. Fast forward to the advent of email when our parents easily kept in touch with their grandson serving in the Air Force, as well as another studying abroad. The Internet was envisioned more than 50 years ago but the WWW wasn't created until 1989, so our grandparents missed the opportunity to wirelessly connect with the rest of the family. Or the world. But they would have loved it. So, our blog is an attempt to stay in touch and have a little fun along the way. Just a photo to share how our day is going. And we may mix it up now and then with a little sisterly challenge. Or a theme. A little something familiar that evokes a smile, or a remember when. ...A chance to play. Welcome to our sandbox.