Bully Beautiful

Sunday I went to Sagamore Hill on Long Island, the home of the most bamf president of them all: Teddy Roosevelt. It was a beautiful day, great to take pictures of the scrubby hills around, with overgrown trees and such all around. The inside of the house was beautiful, packed to the gills with dead animals, mostly bagged by TR himself, though possibly also given to him by royalty of countries around the world. Only in Teddy Roosevelt's house will an elephant's foot be a wastebasket and a gigantic polar bear pelt be in the parlor. Additionally, his kids' rooms were tiny but amazingly quiet with the air of a room that hasn't really been disturbed or lived in. Interestingly enough, he had a lot of Japanese things, especially katana and other sharp objects, a result of him settling the conflict 'twixt the Russians and the Japanese. Sadly I could not take pictures of the interior, but the rest is well covered. I will say in general the house was not quite as big as I expected, but it was still plenty of room for the seven or so people living there at a time.

After we finished the tour, we went to the museum and walked a "nature" trail. By nature, apparently they mean "mosquito" trail, as we got eaten alive. Happily, at the end of the trail was a little stretch of shore, and it was quite pretty. Bully beautiful, indeed.