Our last trip in autumn was to the tiny, historic town of Mintaro,
renowned for it's slate. Perfect, huge sheets of slate from
here were sent all over the world for full sized billiard tables.
The township dates from 1854 and we stayed in a house of a
similar vintage as our historic house on Mt.Lofty, that we
lost to the 1983 bushfires.
We felt so at home here with the garden the same age as ours that was
Above, the street view of the part os the house we stayed in and
below, a view from our private verandah.
Wide slate steps and lavender hedges, water features and autumn
8' high windows with 'heritage gree' shutters
and plenty of splendid colour to ramble through or sit under.
The glory vine on our verandah came complete with a bird's nest,
late roses still bloomed and enhanced the view across the street.
Our bedroom was sumptuous and in period, befitting us
A luxurious bathroom complete with spa-bath was a sheer delight,
especially as all piped water was smooth as silk rainwater.
The kitchen was a dream as well with a fire that just needed one
match to light and plentiful wood supplied.
A bottle of wine and box of quality chocolates welcomed us
and fixings for ample cooked breakfasts graced the fridge.
Quaint cottages littered the back streets
and everywhere was evidence of slate mining.
A most restful and really delightful stay off the main tourist track,
a perfect place to be transported back in to a more gracious time.