The next home on the tour housed a nursing museum created by a former nurse who is passionate about her profession. Throughout her home she has on display art and artifacts all about nursing. She calls it “The Lost Art Of Nursing”, but adds on her website that “its time has come again.”
nursing museum
nursing museum
posters
“For Humanity”
a sad pillow tale
” I slept and dreamed that life was beauty. I awoke and found that life was duty.”
I later ran across the full quotation by Rabindranath Tagore:
I slept and dreamt that life was joy.
I woke and saw that life was service.
I acted and behold, service was joy.
dolls…and bedpans
One end of the upstairs is devoted to a big and bright playroom.
playroom
bathing beauty
brightness
band uniforms
nautical bathroom
In the nautical upstairs bathroom, I coveted the sea captain painting with clever wooden frame. And I had also coveted this mirror, which I think hung in a hallway.
mirror of desire
In an upstairs bedroom of the nursing museum home we found a bedroom devoted to the spouse’s hobby: Zeppelins!
the zeppelin bedroom
When I remarked upon a quiet sitting room with no art on the walls, the owners told us that sometimes they just had get away from the collections and relax.
peaceful retreat
The home itself was part of a group of townhouses, as we can from this view from an upstairs window. Not exactly cottages! Nevertheless, the nursing museum was a worthy addition to the historic tour.
townhouse commons
Tangly Cottage Gardening 