We came, we walked, we conquered. Bakewell to Chatsworth is a quick trip. By bus. But we walked. And walked. But we made it over the hill and saw Chatsworth in all its glory. Its glory, by the way, is Palladian. More on that style when we reach Houghton. (Palladio, a sixteenth century Italian designed Venetian villas, not in the city, but in the newly conquered back country. His designs were supposedly based on Roman villas of antiquity. They were all the rage when rediscovered in the late-17th and early-18th century.) You will be able to distinguish the style by the end. Think threes. Three bays of three windows (the back is three windows, then five windows, then three, but the symmetry remains). Think a bit classical. Think proportioned. Palladian states that the owner is the rightful owner of the land and will be there a long time. Of course, when it is built it is new. Dress is an argument. Architecture is an argument.
I suppose even chickens are an argument, and they had some odd ones at Chatsworth.
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