The Abbey as a folly certainly does evoke the ruin of an ancient building, even though it's not. King would have enjoyed strolling out here on a regular basis.
I started back towards Moorside.
Closer to the house, some other salvaged pieces lie on the ground, or are propped up. Over at the left two of those pieces are to be found, while this is standing. Given their common elements- unicorns and lions- these are likely sections King might have acquired after the original Centre Block was destroyed by fire. Rather than incorporate them into something like the Abbey, he left them as they were.
Here we have another perspective of Moorside, with its extensive kitchen area in the foreground. Out of sight to my right is the garage, which houses a small cafe, hence the terrace area. I hadn't noticed the dog there until I started putting these posts together.
I came back around the other side of the house. Part of the main floor is given over to a tea room. Samples of the menu are posted by the door for lunch or a proper high tea.
Here's a look inside. The main windows face out over the gardens. In King's day, this would have been his living and dining room, I expect, given the location in the house and the size of the space.
Back outside, I photographed the house again.
Then I turned and photographed towards the meadow and the woods.
Here we have the path heading back to Kingswood, or to the parking lot, which lies among the trees at the right. I was on my way out of here. For the next two days, I'll be wrapping up this fall series by showing you the first place I stopped at during my trip into the Gatineau Hills.