The three second-floor bedrooms for rent have been named after Roger’s Aunt Dorothy, Uncle Darwin and father, Eldredge, who occupied the rooms while they were growing up. Each room is decorated with warm, cozy colors and black-and-white pictures of both Ingrid and Roger’s families.
In the Eldredge room, there is a blue-and-white striped chair made of cloth that Ingrid’s mother wove as a child in Sweden and the home’s original pedestal sink. In the other two rooms, closets have been converted into bathrooms, with all of the amenities for privacy, Ingrid said.
Roger grew up in the “modern” home next door and can remember “milking” his grandmother for her famous lemon meringue pie, prepared with love in the old-fashioned butler’s pantry off the kitchen.
“Houses like these in the ’60s and ’70s were like white elephants. They were hard to heat,” said Roger, who has continued the apple business in his ancestors’ footsteps. He pulls open a cabinet in the pantry, revealing deep shelves, where flour and sugar were once stored, now filled with craft supplies.
Each room seems to have a story, from the antique furniture to the stained-glass window overlooking the driveway. Original oak floors and chestnut molding run throughout the home, and a number of family heirlooms once belonging to George and Chloe Belle remain in their rightful places.
A hearty meal is dished up by Ingrid every morning, followed by an afternoon snack of fruit fresh from the orchard and homemade cookies — and, of course, spirited conversation.
Some of the couple’s best memories have been with their guests. Many stop while pedaling along the Erie Canal; others can’t wait to see a “real” farm up close, Ingrid said. There have been long-lost family members, many generations removed, a bride or two, and travelers from British Columbia with the same last name. Last week, there was a guest from Brazil.