In Montegelli, next to the parish church of S. Stefano in Murulo, in the old rectory barn, there is a space where the objects of life in the past are preserved to be remembered: the “House of Memories,” an exhibition in which the peasant world of the last century has been encapsulated.The name “The House of Memories” was born precisely from the exclamation of visitors “amarcòrd…” The journey is exciting for young and old alike, who can move about rediscovering a life that is now past but still arouses a feeling of ancient warmth. The objects that make up the permanent exhibition were found and collected with considerable effort and dedication: work tools, linens, furniture, furnishings, and various utensils used daily in Montegelli homes until the 1960s, when the economic boom led many people to change their lifestyles. Among the artifacts most worthy of admiration is certainly the “Sing of the Loom,” a beautiful and ancient loom in perfect working order-a fascinating tool, a witness to the lives of our foremothers and stories that have the flavor of toil, humility and decorum. Next to the loom are collected other artifacts related to the art of weaving and spinning: the filaréna (spinning wheel) that was used for spinning, a pedal-driven instrument made entirely of wood; the dvanadur (unraveler) on which the skein of thread was mounted to form balls; and the urdidur (warper) made up of two poles and several wooden pegs that was used to make the warp, which is the basis of weaving. Interesting are the old wooden and tin toys, tools used in the stable or in the fields, and typical tools of ancient crafts, such as shoemaker, knife grinder, blacksmith, and farrier. Other curious rarities are the lampa (acetylene lamp), the salarol (in which salt was stored) and the earthenware scudlot, used for making cheese. This permanent exhibition is a real “trunk of memories”: once we lift the lid, our curiosity is satisfied and we reluctantly close it again, albeit with the certainty that the treasure will remain in our thoughts with a hint of irony and a touch of melancholy.
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