During our time in the Peak District, Chatsworth offered a special exhibit on The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. Needless to say, this was a MUST SEE for me. Although Steve and I much prefer the grounds of Chatsworth to the house--extravagant Baroque interiors are not quite our thing--this exhibit turned the house into an unforgettably magical place.
[As always, click the photos to see a larger version]
After psssing through the wardrobe, we encountered a wintry corridor full of adorable creatures.
Next, we took tea with Mr. Tumnus. (The gentleman featured on his copy of Is Man a Myth? is the current Duke of Devonshire!)
The wolves tried to spook us along the way, but we soldiered on.
Though Steve did rest on the White Witch's sledge while the poor, tired reindeer took a drink.
My heart pounded at the sight of Evil Jadis and her throne.
And then it broke upon encountering the fallen Aslan.
But then . . . the risen Aslan!
Happy Christmas to all! I'll be back later this week with one last England post about -- you guessed it -- TEA.
[Cross-posted to Livejournal]
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