Saturday, March 31, 2012
Chawton Cottage - again
Drawn back to doing a view of Jane Austen's Hampshire cottage from the front, overlooking the busy road to Winchester. Okay, so I am capturing it at a not so busy time of day. Or not so busy day.
And it looks a bit churned up.
And there's a visitor calling.
Darn! Right in the middle of a beautifully turned sentence ...
Apparently Miss Austen, who didn't have A Room of Her Own (in the Virginia Woolf sense of a study - her father had one of those), would hide her work (i.e. whatever one of the series of classic works of English literature she was engaged on) under a blotter whenever visitors interrupted her flow of written words. A squeaky door she didn't allow to be oiled would give her sufficient warning to compose herself.
I hope the visitor in the picture is a welcome one.
With lots of the sort of gossip Miss Austen thrived on.