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Butterfat Palaces

Eureka, CA photo by Chandler O'Leary

Eureka!

(Sorry. I just felt a great need to say that. Ahem.)

I stopped in Eureka, CA for a cuppa after my sojourn in the nearby redwoods, and was charmed in a heartbeat. Thanks to its obvious proximity to timber, Eureka is chock-a-block with fancy Victorian and Art Deco architecture. And by stumbling upon a book in a shop downtown that day, I discovered it’s not the only town on the Redwood coast that can make that claim. Since one of them was only a few miles back the way I’d come, I turned right around and headed back up the valley to Ferndale.

Ferndale, CA photo by Chandler O'Leary

Nicknamed the “Cream City,” Ferndale had its heyday in the 1880s, when the area’s prosperous dairy farms provided much of the wealth that built the town. These affluent farmers built ornate and sumptuous homes there—which the locals called “Butterfat Palaces.”

Ferndale, CA photo by Chandler O'Leary

Right away I could see why—when I got to stay in one.

Ferndale, CA photo by Chandler O'Leary

The next morning, after an early breakfast, I took a stroll around town.

Ferndale, CA photo by Chandler O'Leary

As seemed to be a running theme for my trip, I had the place to myself. The only sounds I heard were mourning doves and lowing cattle—and the early morning glow bathed the buildings in sunlight.

Ferndale, CA photo by Chandler O'Leary

Ferndale is a tiny town; if you add up all its historic buildings you might get three or four city blocks. But the place is worth its weight in butter when it comes to the details.

Ferndale, CA photo by Chandler O'Leary

I mean, come on! Just look at that pink door! (I want a pink door on my house!)

Ferndale, CA photo by Chandler O'Leary

It’s the details that actually played a large part in saving the place from destruction and “urban renewal.” After a series of devastating floods in the mid-20th century, the buildings on main street were slated for demolition. That is, until a local resident bought up every threatened building, then painted them in outrageous Victorian colors—essentially creating the tourist draw the place enjoys today.

I probably could have stared at egg-and-dart cornices all day, but then I turned a corner, and stopped dead in my tracks.

But before I go on, I have to provide a little back story.

The Tailor and I have a tradition of putting together a jigsaw puzzle on New Year’s Day (riveting pastime, I know, but we love it)—we’re always raiding thrift stores in search of the next puzzle. This year’s was an image of an ornate victorian house, in some town I’d never heard of.

Photo by Chandler O'Leary

Well, when I turned that corner, I was absolutely gobsmacked to discover it was the jigsaw puzzle house!

Ferndale, CA photo by Chandler O'Leary

I knew I couldn’t possibly be mistaken—after all, when you reconstruct a building from 1000 pieces of cardboard, you start to memorize the details.

Ferndale mansion sketch by Chandler O'Leary

So I plonked myself down on the curb, and started jotting down some of those details in my sketchbook. After all—why settle for a jigsaw puzzle when I had the real thing before me?


One thought on “Butterfat Palaces

  1. Lara

    In love with these buildings. There are many similar on my street and in my whole town, but most people don’t repair them quite so nicely, though several do.

    I’m digging the pink door, too! I am wondering if Joel will let me paint ours pink?

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