A couple of weeks ago a really good friend and I decided to head over to Marshall, Michigan for their 49th Annual Historic Home Tour. The last time I did this particular tour was in the late 1980s so it was a real joy to be able to do it again…especially in the company of a friend I have known since the 80s.
Since we were coming from different directions we decided to meet up close to Marshall. I was battling a headache that morning (of course) and realized I had forgotten my sunglasses. As it was a beautiful sunny day, I knew I wouldn’t last without something shielding my sensitive eyes from the glare. I wanted the day to be fun and special…not something to just be endured. So, the first stop was K-Mart. I don’t even remember the last time I was in a K-Mart…most of these stores have closed around where I live. But walking into this one was, again, like revisiting the 1980s–the layout, the smells, all of it reminded of shopping there with my mom as a kid, anxiously waiting to hear where the next blue light special was going to be…praying it wouldn’t be for Traxx sneakers again when I really wanted to wear Adidas. After snapping out of my reverie, I found a pair of Foster Grant’s polarized sunglasses, spent a small eternity in the check out line (do you have any coupons? no….would you like to open an account? no, thank you.…would you like to donate? no, thank you…how about a gift card? no, thank you, but I’ll tell you what I would like..). and was good to go. I was skeptical about these glasses really working well but the minute I put them on, I felt relief (and it didn’t matter that one of the lenses was loose in the frame). We were ready to hit the trails.
Marshall, Michigan is a gorgeous small town. When it first came to be, it had high hopes of being the seat of State Government. That honor went to Lansing instead but some of the grandeur has remained. If fact, I was told that Marshall is third in the state for having the most homes on the historical record–only Detroit and Lansing beat it out (which means there are many, many larger towns than Marshall that do not compare). This prestigious standing makes it the perfect town to have an annual historic home tour. Click here if you would like to see all the places on the tour. The following are the places we were able to see:
This house wasn’t on the tour but I was impressed with how their car matched the trim on the house. Very smart.
I couldn’t figure out how this band knew I was coming.
This house was called a “shotgun house” because you could shoot a gun straight through from the front door to the back.
Hmmmm…this wasn’t on the tour either but I love yellow and green together.
This dude came out of nowhere…I almost missed him with the camera. He was fast…like the wind.
In the great big house, above, was this little water closet, below. I am still working through the logistics of this space and how to use it in my mind.
This brick home was built in the 1940s. The first time we came by to tour it, the line was down the street. When we came back a couple of hours later, this is how it looked.
This is their view from the front door:
And this is the view from the back door:
This building/home is the Governor’s Mansion. Move over Pemberley.
This next one was not on the tour either but I LOVED the yard.
In between touring the homes and landmarks, we had lunch (where I lost my entrance ticket) and visited a few antique shops. I scored some awesome 1930s dress clips (to be featured in the future), a strand of faux pearls and an etched mirror to set on my cocktail cabinet:
It was truly a fun day despite not feeling the greatest. Check out this sky on the ride home:
Isn’t it unreal? It was such an array of different types of clouds. I love it when stuff like that happens.
Have a great Monday!