Over Easter weekend, our family took a trip to Colonial Williamsburg. Throughout the years of visiting our grandmother in Williamsburg, we have well-traversed the garden mazes and shops of Merchant’s Square. We have our favorite routes and stores (can’t miss the Peanut Shoppe!), but there is always something new going on.
This time, the sheep were out! More specifically, Leicester Longwool Sheep. These sheep are an 18th-century breed and part of Colonial Williamsburg’s Rare Breeds Program. They were added to the program to honor George Washington’s affection for raising sheep. According to information in Colonial Williamsburg, our first president raised 600-900 sheep each year at Mount Vernon. Who knew?
We saw mama ewes, little lambs and adolescent sheep. We were enthralled by them, they didn’t even notice us. We stood at the fence, ushering them to come over, some in our group trying to feed them. They were neither impressed nor interested. Eventually we moved on to see the rest of CW (as the locals call it), but on our way back to the car this little guy posed in the shade, just waiting for the cameras. What a cutie.
Colonial Williamsburg is filled with beautiful gardens and homes. I have been in these gardens before but am always unsure of which are private and which are open to the public. The ongoing struggle.
I love the little street-side market across from Bruton Parish Church, full of flowers, honey and of course, bonnets. The baskets and terra cotta make me want to start a potted garden of my own.
The flowers, the pots and baskets, the many levels and layers of plants, I just want to recreate it all.
It is about a 6 hour drive for my sister to travel from school to be with the family on Easter weekend. With classes on Good Friday and Easter Monday, it might not always be possible, but it’s such a treat when she can make the trek. After three months of being in different states, it was great to be reunited for the weekend :)
When we were leaving Merchant’s Square I caught this sweet picture of my grandmother and my younger brother, arm in arm. It was a great end to a wonderful day in the colonial capital. Until next time, CW.
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