The Sunday porch: Palo Alto, Louisiana

. . .lovely, dark and deep.

Palo AltoThe old kitchen wing of Palo Alto Plantation House near Donaldsonville, Louisiana, in 1938, by Frances Benjamin Johnston, via Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division.

It’s almost too dark and deep to see very well in the above picture. However, this shaded, lattice-enclosed porch must have been the best possible place to sit and snap beans during Louisiana summers.

dark and deep 2The kitchen building was originally free-standing, about 22′ from the house. Later, it was connected to the main house by a breezeway.

Drawing by Max Miller of the entire Palo Alto Plantation House, 2003, HABS, via Library of Congress.
The entire Palo Alto Plantation House, 2003, HABS, via Library of Congress.

A 2003  Historic American Buildings Survey (HABS) drawing of the property seems to indicate that the enormous Quercus Virginiana or live oak tree at the right in the top photo was still standing at that time. Over 15 live oaks are shown in the area immediately in front of the house.

The principal part of the house is described in the HABS as an “Anglo-Creole type Louisiana plantation cottage decorated in Greek Revival style.” It was built in the mid to late 1850s and faces Bayou La Fourche, off the Mississippi River.

P.A. croppedIts porch, above,* is a “deeply undercut Acadian gallerie,” according to The Planter’s Prospect: Privilege and Slavery in Plantation Paintings.

In a c.1860 painting of Palo Alto shown and discussed in the book, the main porch originally had railings and double front steps.

2010, by cajunscrambler, Palo Alto, LAThe steps and railings were restored (and the lattice removed from the old kitchen porch) by the time of the HABS and this 2010 photo† above. The plantation (with 6,000 acres, according to one source) belongs to a family that has owned it for several generations. They now offer stays in a “Log Cabin” lodge and guided hunting trips on the property.

. . . the tree implies a quiet place
where pendulums might rest,
the heart decline to beat, a place
of time disclosing the lattice of time. . . .

John Beer, from “The Waste Land

*Photo (cropped by me) from 1938, by Frances Benjamin Johnston, via Library of Congress.

†Photo by cajunscrambler, via Panoramio.

2 thoughts on “The Sunday porch: Palo Alto, Louisiana

  1. Your mention of shelling peas on the shaded porch brought back memories of my grandmother and her sister, sitting under the trees at my grandparents’ farm in the Blue Ridge mountains in Virginia. I can close my eyes and hear the peas hitting the bottom of the metal dish. Nearby there were enormous old boxwoods, and the smell of them mixes with the pinging sound to create an unforgettable moment. Thank you for bringing it back to me.

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