They decided to visit Orchard House in costume instead, but the narrow visitor center area devolved into a chunnel of registers, and no one was certain what any of them were for. This one spoke a foreign language, another one seemed to be for vintage jewelry sales, but no one could discern which one was for tickets. And where were the books they were so certain would be there with lovely hard backs and colorful illustrations?
Vintage postcard of Orchard House, found online |
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