Under a heavy overcast sky, we drove south along a
delightful road parallel to a lake, including passing many vineyards. This area of New York is very well known for
growing grapes and making good wine.
We saw a sign to Taughannock Falls, and decided to detour to
see it. The falls was reputed to be 50
feet taller than Niagara Falls, but not today. With little rain, it was barely
a trickle. It was still a beautiful setting,
and we could imagine it with plenty of water it would be great to see. There was an interpretive sign showing a
fancy resort, right whether the park visitor center now sits, with lots of tourists
coming to see the falls.
We were on our way to Elmira, New York, as we pursued one of
our ongoing themes: Mark Twain. Twain’s wife was from Elmira, and the couple
spent many summers on their land outside the town. They built a writing studio, which was where
he wrote many of this famous works including The Adventures of Huckleberry
Finn.
The house where he lived in the
summer is not open to the public, currently owned by Elmira College but the
study was moved to the Elmira College campus and we had the chance to visit it
there. It, s well as some additional
small museum exhibits in a neighboring building were staffed by less than enthusiast
college students, but we enjoyed seeing them. It was cool to be in the room where a genius
writer had worked.
While we were in the study, it began to rain, and it rained
hard as we dashed far across the campus to where we parked our car. In the pouring rain, we looked for and found
the Twain grave site. We have on an
earlier trip seen his birthplace in Missouri, his boyhood home in Hannibal Missouri,
his adult home in Connecticut, and now his grave site.
Shortly after we left the cemetery, headed towards Corning
NY, the rain stopped and we had a pleasant drive to go see the Corning Glass
Museum. This museum both had a stunning
collection of blown glass from thousands of years ago to current modern pieces. A special exhibit was accurate reproductions of invertebrate animal by Leopold and Rudolph Blaschka. This octopus is one example.
The museum had examples of some of the earliest glass formed by people, dating back to about 1500 BCE. The blowing of glass began about the first century BCE. The museum had examples of this early glass as well as the work that was refined in Venice and then spread throughout the world. One amazing example of what can now be done with glass was Karen LaMonte's full-sized "Evening Dress with Shawl."
The museum is also a place that has working glass
blowing artists including several “hotshops” with auditorium seating so it was
possible to watch narrated shows of a master glass blower making a small piece of
glass, such as a vase. One of the
stunning things they have been able to do is to put a camera right behind
special glass so you could see inside the furnace as the glass was being
heated.
Dick was especially intrigued by his close up view of an artist doing torchwork, making components of a multi-piece sculpture. This was a fascinating process. This was a combination of blowing the class and working with it using a heated glass rod and other tools.
We were pleased after several hours of our exploring the museum,
to be joined by our friends Gere and Betty and their daughter Rowan who are
members of the museum. They have
enjoyed supporting the museum as well as having taken the chance to make their
own blown glass ornaments. We were not
able to do that this time, due to needing to come pick them up the next
day. Sometime we will do our own glass
blowing experience. The five of us did
further exploring of the exhibits. What a fine museum!
We then walked around appreciating the successful efforts to
make the downtown area vibrant. Patti couldn’t resist the chance to get her
picture taken with the world’s largest Pyrex
measuring cup in the Corning Outlet store.
The five of us then went to dinner at a local pub and
enjoyed the good food and good company.
We then drove to Wellsboro PA, where the family lives and where we would
stay for the next two nights.
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