My heart throb and I celebrated eight years of marriage with a trip to Williamsburg recently. If you've never been, Colonial Williamsburg is a living history museum. It's 301 acres of land with tons of restored and furnished 18th century buildings. There are costumed interpreters of history telling us what life was like in that town on the cusp of the Revolution. (Williamsburg was once Britian's largest and wealthiest outpost of empire in the New World.)
There are also over nineteen different types of trades and crafts practiced on site using the 18th century methods. That's where my heart really started racing... I loved getting to see all of these tradespeople. The cabinet makers were doing woodworking with tools made just down the street at the blacksmith's shop! It's a working town that sustains its self with items made by the craftspeople who work there.
All the while I'm getting to look at this view... nice! :)
I asked a million and one questions while I was there, maybe too many? I got myself into a little bit of trouble. What can I say?weaver. In the 18th century, most of the cloth used was imported, but when embargoes ban imported cloth the weavers became very important. They would spin the yarn on site using wool or cotton.
Now let me share a little bit of my ignorance. I've always pictured the colonists walking around in gray and white, black or maybe brown. Oh no, my friends, they wore way more bold colors than you would expect!
And that is the closest I get to enjoying chemistry!
They seem to love it though. It takes a special person to keep trades like this alive all while wearing period dress and answering the millions of questions from pesky onlookers like myself. I love how passionate they are about history and their craft. It makes me want to set up a cauldron in my front yard and go to town dying some yarn. I wonder if the Homeowners Association would be cool with that?!