You can click on all the photos to enlarge them for a more detailed look.
Clifton is a small historical town not too far from where we live, a short car ride through some very pretty countryside. I remember when we first moved to Virginia and we were looking around the area. It reminded me so much of the English countryside that I knew I would enjoy living here.
Clifton has 200 residents and was chartered as a town in 1902 but its first houses were built in the 1740's. It was also the first town in Virginia to get electricity. You can find out more information if you click right here.
George Washington often hunted in the area with Lord Fairfax. U.S Presidents Theodore Roosevelt, Ulysses Grant and Chester A. Arthur stayed in the Clifton Hotel which was turned into a restaurant over a dozen years ago. Actress Helen Hayes often visited a nephew here and when Jeff Arch was a resident, he wrote the screenplay of Sleeping in Seattle. Another well known was Nancy Reagan who enjoyed dining at The Heart and Hand with correspondent George Wills.
The main street features a church, a general store, two antique shops, two restaurants and several homes dating back to the 1700s. It was originally called Devereux Station but in 1868 it was changed to Clifton by a northern settler who named it after Clifton Springs in New York, which was a popular resort at the time. Since I visited last they have added a small pub/restaurant which is attached to the general store, and an ice-cream/hot dog eatery which can be accessed by walking down a small alley off the main street.
This place is the only Bed and Breakfast in the town called The Canary Cottage. It had the cutest garden ornaments and from their website, looked lovely inside with a garden I could have happily wandered with camera in hand.
The home below is one I showed in my previous post. The marker reads: "Built in 1941 reputedly by a gangster, this is Clifton's only stone house. Local craftsmen used stone mined from a quarry near Robey's Farm on Chapel Road. The house featured the first indoor bathroom in town."
It's hard for me to take a full picture of the Clifton Baptist Church as there are electric poles and cables in front. I always feel taking a photo across the street just doesn't do it justice to have those included. It is, however, a very pretty structure and was built in 1876.
If you walk across the railway track you will come across the Clifton Presbyterian Church, another beautiful structure made out of stone, completed in 1872.
This lovely open field is the town park. It has a very nice play area with a mock train engine and caboose, in good use at the time we visited.
We were attracted to this old barn located in someone's private garden. Being a little nosy I stared over the fence and ......
Here is the Heart in Hand. I haven't been here in years but it has a wonderful reputation. This is where Nancy Reagan dined a few times. I also bought their cook book the last time I visited and still use it.
One of the antique stores called La Bella Luce but the building is called, "The Pink House". You can enlarge the photo to read its marker.
Photos of the train tracks showing each direction. Trains still rumble through but never stop unless it's a very special occasion.
Gregg, who knows no strangers, went up to the gentleman sitting behind the wheel and struck up a conversation. He was waiting for a car parked in front of the General Store to move, so that he could park there and take a photo of his truck in front of the store. I think he was glad for the conversation as he had been waiting a while and was only too happy to chat about his new purchase. When we passed by again over an hour later he was still waiting. I hope he eventually got his photo. Gregg made me smile when he said, "I've just realized I'm older than that truck!" Puts everything in perspective doesn't it?
The General Store sits next to the railway crossing. It used to be a gas station and I think we're all glad they kept the old Texaco sign.
Now this is the original reason why we visited Clifton this afternoon, Peterson's Ice-Cream Depot. Gregg had heard about a new ice-cream place and wanted to try it out.
You walk down a narrow alley off the main road. It has great ice-cream but it also has Gregg's other favorite food item, the hot-dog. I think we will be coming back to Clifton a little more often from now on.
I know what I won't be doing. I won't be sitting on one of the metal chairs ready and waiting for any unsuspecting person to come along and nearly do a double-flip-somersault backwards. I suddenly realized as crowded as it was, why no one was sitting in them. It was a bendy kind of a metal chair, like a rocker. There were people sitting opposite on their safe little bench and I gave them a great trapeze-like balancing act as I actually prevented myself from flying through the air with not the greatest of ease, while trying to hold my ice-cream in one hand and my camera in the other. I didn't want to lose either.
Those people didn't say, "Oh well done for not landing on your nether regions dear." No, they didn't even crack a smile. I like to think they would have helped me up or dialed 911 if I had needed it, but at that moment in time I think I put them into shock. Only momentarily did I stop the ark of their spoons mid motion. The mother, father and 13 year old boy pretended I wasn't smiling at them like a Cheshire Cat, laughing at myself, partly out of relief, partly out of well ten years ago it would have been embarrassment, but I'm passed those days now thank goodness. I did let out one heck of a whoop.
We very wisely found another more dependable wooden bench in the back, away from the family who was not amused. As I looked over my shoulder I saw that the young boy had grabbed my vacated acrobatic seat and was rocking quite happily while finishing off his ice-cream and I went back to enjoying mine. He looked like he was enjoying his ride, he was welcome to it and I was glad to provide the afternoon's entertainment.
Good dog! A beautiful girl patiently waiting for her humans to finish their delectable treat. Maybe she was hoping I would go flying again, this time dropping my ice-cream so that she could lap it up. I think she appreciated the attention and at least I got a smile out of her. Just look at that smile, isn't she beautiful? She didn't bother anyone and we were sitting on a bench right next to her with our ice-cream. For most of the time I had my back to her and I half expected a couple of paws on my shoulders but no, she was so well behaved.
We followed our nose heading along a road we hadn't traveled before and found another lovely house on a hill this time with a very big garden in front of it.
This one we passed coming back and I had to stop and take a photo of that mailbox. I can see one of those in the front of our house.
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