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Since going on my latest photo rampage, I’ve been meaning to take a trip to the Levi Jackson State Park just outside of London, Ky. Then the London office needed help at their auction in Corbin yesterday so it provided the perfect opportunity – the best of both worlds. (And don’t forget...this is still the same weekend that I am forcing myself to take a break from stress :)).
Let me just tell you that the Grist Mill at the park is surrounded by fall beauty everywhere. Of course, everyone else had the same idea, families were everywhere taking pictures, but it was cool! It felt great just to walk around the water, taking pictures of the ducks, enjoying the moment and the beauty. The oranges, yellows and red were breath-taking. If I’d had the time, a book, and a warmer jacket…I could have sat for hours soaking up the peace. Yes, I probably took more pictures I needed but I was being my own boss.
As I walked around the pond to the grist mill, I came upon an unexpected surprise. I should have realized a grist mill requires water. But so many historical buildings are moved from their original locations to parks for preservation that I had no idea there was a mini falls ‘behind’ the mill. I kept hearing water but the pond was calm and the huge drain only had a little trickle. As I leaned over the railing edge, I could hardly believe my eyes. I know I gasped and then I was tickled pink. Wow! What a scene!! Colorful leaves, flowing water, old log building, mill stones, ducks…what more could a girl ask for? Not one thing!
The grist mill is now on my top ten list of Kentucky sites to photograph more often! I will definitely be back! (Just so you know, I didn’t have a top ten list until now! :))After lunch and quick stop for shopping at Catos, I was tired but satisfied with my day.
But photography is contagious. So, later, on my way to the youth center, I stopped by the cave near my home to try to capture it. Then later, as I had to run one of the boys to his house to pick up his skateboard (what skater leaves his skateboard at home? ), we took some pictures of the sunset and geese at Lake Linville!! Have I exceeded my photo quota for this weekend? Maybe but the one thing I do know is that to shoot again…I must download some pictures for sure!
Enjoy the beauty of each season…joy 2 u! “C”
Let me just tell you that the Grist Mill at the park is surrounded by fall beauty everywhere. Of course, everyone else had the same idea, families were everywhere taking pictures, but it was cool! It felt great just to walk around the water, taking pictures of the ducks, enjoying the moment and the beauty. The oranges, yellows and red were breath-taking. If I’d had the time, a book, and a warmer jacket…I could have sat for hours soaking up the peace. Yes, I probably took more pictures I needed but I was being my own boss.
As I walked around the pond to the grist mill, I came upon an unexpected surprise. I should have realized a grist mill requires water. But so many historical buildings are moved from their original locations to parks for preservation that I had no idea there was a mini falls ‘behind’ the mill. I kept hearing water but the pond was calm and the huge drain only had a little trickle. As I leaned over the railing edge, I could hardly believe my eyes. I know I gasped and then I was tickled pink. Wow! What a scene!! Colorful leaves, flowing water, old log building, mill stones, ducks…what more could a girl ask for? Not one thing!
The grist mill is now on my top ten list of Kentucky sites to photograph more often! I will definitely be back! (Just so you know, I didn’t have a top ten list until now! :))After lunch and quick stop for shopping at Catos, I was tired but satisfied with my day.
But photography is contagious. So, later, on my way to the youth center, I stopped by the cave near my home to try to capture it. Then later, as I had to run one of the boys to his house to pick up his skateboard (what skater leaves his skateboard at home? ), we took some pictures of the sunset and geese at Lake Linville!! Have I exceeded my photo quota for this weekend? Maybe but the one thing I do know is that to shoot again…I must download some pictures for sure!
Enjoy the beauty of each season…joy 2 u! “C”
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The past few weeks have been so crazy hectic that I have felt like the puppy on the lake. From a distance, he looks like he is smoothly sailing along but take a look underneath the water…his little feet are moving and getting it! Joining up with the photography group, church conference, Bittersweet festival prep, fall auction season in full swing, auction training sessions, photo sessions, unexpected trips out of town, illness and, then, the loss of our Aunt Dorothy…my schedule (and my emotions) have been up and down like a roller coaster. Totally wore out even though there were some precious memories made and doors of opportunities opened. I don’t regret one moment BUT…there comes that final moment when you finally have to hold up your hand and shout “Stop!” Time-out! And that’s where I found myself Friday morning! I needed a break from all the pressures, responsibility and expectations. (I’m no energizer bunny!)
So I texted Jeanette and said do you work tonight? Let’s go to Chick-Fil-A, visit the new Christian bookstore and find Silver Creek Falls! As you know by now, my “twin” cousin is always up for good food and shopping. At 4:59 p.m., I was past ready to leave work! Finally, we were on our way. But plans changed… first, we stopped by Lake Reba to see if the leaves had changed yet. Nope, still ordinary there but we did find a heron and lots of ducks! Ducks everywhere! Then instead of Chick-Fil-A, we went to Outback for some aussie cheese fries dipped in ranch, warm bread smothered in butter, you get the picture.
Storms were on the horizon as we finished dinner but I was still hoping to find the Silver Creek falls before it got too dark. I had no idea what to expect but a visitor to my booth at the Bittersweet said they were a must-see, must-photograph site. Of course, I’ve been itching to find them. After several miles, I thought we had passed them, the road was getting more narrow and a little scary with the ominous storm clouds (felt like we were in a Twilight scene) when suddenly off to the right there they were. It was too muddy to pull in so Jeanette parked on the side of the road while I went through the mud (yes – through the mud!) to the falls. Although small, they are long and totally gorgeous with the day’s rains. Worth the trip and effort, in my opinion, but I definitely need to make a trip back in the daytime! I was a little nervous down there by myself when I had just been thinking of Twilight on our drive down…if you get my meaning!!
Mission accomplished – then back to Richmond where we shopped at the bookstore until closing time! Then a stop by Culver’s for a Custard Sundae topped with raspberries, raspberry sauce and whip cream. A fantastic way to end the evening!!
Take a moment for yourself this day… “C”
So I texted Jeanette and said do you work tonight? Let’s go to Chick-Fil-A, visit the new Christian bookstore and find Silver Creek Falls! As you know by now, my “twin” cousin is always up for good food and shopping. At 4:59 p.m., I was past ready to leave work! Finally, we were on our way. But plans changed… first, we stopped by Lake Reba to see if the leaves had changed yet. Nope, still ordinary there but we did find a heron and lots of ducks! Ducks everywhere! Then instead of Chick-Fil-A, we went to Outback for some aussie cheese fries dipped in ranch, warm bread smothered in butter, you get the picture.
Storms were on the horizon as we finished dinner but I was still hoping to find the Silver Creek falls before it got too dark. I had no idea what to expect but a visitor to my booth at the Bittersweet said they were a must-see, must-photograph site. Of course, I’ve been itching to find them. After several miles, I thought we had passed them, the road was getting more narrow and a little scary with the ominous storm clouds (felt like we were in a Twilight scene) when suddenly off to the right there they were. It was too muddy to pull in so Jeanette parked on the side of the road while I went through the mud (yes – through the mud!) to the falls. Although small, they are long and totally gorgeous with the day’s rains. Worth the trip and effort, in my opinion, but I definitely need to make a trip back in the daytime! I was a little nervous down there by myself when I had just been thinking of Twilight on our drive down…if you get my meaning!!
Mission accomplished – then back to Richmond where we shopped at the bookstore until closing time! Then a stop by Culver’s for a Custard Sundae topped with raspberries, raspberry sauce and whip cream. A fantastic way to end the evening!!
Take a moment for yourself this day… “C”
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Since Kevin and Donna moved to North Carolina, it’s so hard to have one-on-one time with anyone person during visits whether in Kentucky or North Carolina. So, this past weekend, when Donna agreed to go with me to my basic photography class, I was pretty pumped! I figured it would be overwhelming based upon my experience the first few weeks. But I also know both Kevin and Donna enjoying taking pictures as much as I do even if they don’t have as much time what with jobs, home-schooling, and three boys.
Up early (a re-curing theme with this photography group), hitting the road, enjoying the trip between Danville and home. We had a good drive, talking about this and that. The Cedar Creek Lake was absolutely gorgeous with the sun peeping up but the lake and surrounding trees covered in fog and mist with the lone fisherman out in his boat. (No pictures – I was the driver.) We arrived in plenty of time to introduce Donna to my new friends, at the least the ones I knew as there were so many new faces in the group.
When Alan used his white studio walls as a chalk board, I think we were all shocked. But he just kept on instructing and writing! He is an awesome teacher – very passionate about photography – again…contagious! We covered so much in three hours that I didn’t feel as bad about having to leave early. We headed out during the lunch break with only a little feeling of regret but it dissipated fast! A few extra hours with my family is not something I am willing to sacrifice on my road to become a better photographer, especially since I have so much still to learn. Compromise – remember, a wonderful thing!As we made a speedy journey back to Mt. Vernon, I remembered Jaden’s love of airplanes and the one sitting in the park at Crab Orchard. Detour and a chance to practice what we had learned that morning – a can’t miss combination! Although I knew the helicopter was there, I didn’t realize there were veterans, eagle and ten commandment commemorations as well. A pretty cool little park in town but hidden out of sight.
Thanks Donna for that special time together and for all of your support. Thanks also to my brother for packing up the van and the boys so we could go on to class!
Bless you for reading my posts…. “C”
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Kevin, Donna, and the boys were in Kentucky last weekend on another unplanned, unexpected visit. But we will take their visits whenever we can get one! Six states in less than twenty-four hours, they were exhausted and wanted to do nothing but hang out and relax on Saturday. So we ate, played Boggle, Scrabble, and I-Spy for hours, and watched Monsters vs. Aliens way too many times.
I remembered the re-enactment at Camp Wildcat was going on this weekend and I was truly hoping to get to visit as I had never been to you before and it was so close but then plans changed so I put it on the to-do list for another time. I could tell Donna was getting bored so I mentioned Camp Wildcat to her. But it was a rainy, cold day so I didn’t think much about it. Then on the spur of the moment, we decided to go – first, just us girls – then the boys, too!!
Since it was spur of the moment, we arrived just as Saturday’s battle was ending! Oops – our timing always seems to be a bit off! We got to see some of the troops, visit the mountain lookout, and see the horseman in action! A bit disappointing but okay! Or so I thought!
Later that evening, Dawson had a “moment” – the lamest day, no battle, boring – boo hoo! What to do? I had photography class early the next morning and they were heading home! Do I sacrifice my class but what if they don’t even stay? Personally, I had already been torn between the two – learning to take awesome pics or go take some awesome Kentucky pics. (Of course, the verdict is still out on Dawson’s “moment” – did he really want to watch the battle or spend a few more hours in Kentucky with his grandparents? Hmmm!)
Compromise can be a wonderful thing! Needless to say, Donna and I arrived home from class (another blog) just in time to get in the vans to head to the camp. Grandma and Grandpa even went with us! I know my brother wanted to get on the road to start the long drive home because he is just like my dad in that respect! Trips are okay but when it’s time to go home, it’s time to go! I, on the other hand (and Donna and Jeanette), want to delay the arrival at home and back to routine as long as possible!
I had no idea the re-enactment was such a huge deal. Locals and people from all over were there. I knew so many people that I was just amazed. (In case you’ve not realized, my family is not always at the top of our game when it comes to being prepared – of course, we are usually adventuring to first time events with no idea of what to expect!) So we sat on the cold ground on the front row – no chairs, no blankets, how crazy! But we got caught up in the excitement so we didn’t feel the effects…until later. I had to move on down from my family because where they sat – in every picture would have been the huge yellow rope! Come on now folks!!! I am missing photography class, I have to have something good to show for it!!!
We thought Keagan would have been scared when the cannons started booming away. But, no – Grandpa and Keagan had gotten some kettle corn and he was in popcorn heaven. (For the record, his favorite food is popcorn!) So we girls were jumping and squealing when the blasting was going on but not the boys! The Calvary came charging by with pistols blazing and swords sparing with the frontiersman. Then, the soldiers on foot – bearing flags and marching to the beat of the drummer boy (or girl, in this case). I couldn’t help but feel sorry for the south. They were bedraggled, few uniforms, fewer guns – using whatever they could find to fight for their homes, their rights, and their livelihood as they knew it at that time. They were up against big guns and trained soldiers in resplendent blue uniforms! We had a moment where we really wanted to support the south but yet oppose slavery. It’s amazing the emotions and thoughts that well up within you as you watch the battle. I could just imagine the heartache as brother fought against brother, father against son, friend against friend. Then, united at the end, tending to each other’s wounded and honoring the fallen of both side as the bugle played in the background.
The history of our nation came alive in a very dramatic way. Yes, it was fun and exciting! But it also reminded me of the sacrifices given throughout the history of our nation. Time and time again battles rage, some won, some lost, for freedom, for independence, some for ourselves, some between ourselves, and some for those of other nations who cannot fight for themselves. We are a blessed nation, once founded upon a love for God and country. But where do we find ourselves today? What kind of history are we writing today? Is it still founded on a love for God and country? Will our children and grandchildren be proud to say “I’m an American”? Truly, only God knows!
The re-enactment wrapped up with prayer and a speech by Abraham Lincoln. The boys had an opportunity to take a picture with President Lincoln and were so not even impressed. In fact, they said the whole experience was okay!!! Me, I’m still not over it! But the boys had to have their confederate caps! Evidently wearing them all the way home!
It was cool to see some of our classmates involved in the re-enactment with their own children. I think participation would make history come even more alive. Jeanette was telling me of one of the guys and I asked which side was he on? Her response – The dark side! Maybe we are the ones in need of a history lesson!
Joy 2 u! “C”
I remembered the re-enactment at Camp Wildcat was going on this weekend and I was truly hoping to get to visit as I had never been to you before and it was so close but then plans changed so I put it on the to-do list for another time. I could tell Donna was getting bored so I mentioned Camp Wildcat to her. But it was a rainy, cold day so I didn’t think much about it. Then on the spur of the moment, we decided to go – first, just us girls – then the boys, too!!
Since it was spur of the moment, we arrived just as Saturday’s battle was ending! Oops – our timing always seems to be a bit off! We got to see some of the troops, visit the mountain lookout, and see the horseman in action! A bit disappointing but okay! Or so I thought!
Later that evening, Dawson had a “moment” – the lamest day, no battle, boring – boo hoo! What to do? I had photography class early the next morning and they were heading home! Do I sacrifice my class but what if they don’t even stay? Personally, I had already been torn between the two – learning to take awesome pics or go take some awesome Kentucky pics. (Of course, the verdict is still out on Dawson’s “moment” – did he really want to watch the battle or spend a few more hours in Kentucky with his grandparents? Hmmm!)
Compromise can be a wonderful thing! Needless to say, Donna and I arrived home from class (another blog) just in time to get in the vans to head to the camp. Grandma and Grandpa even went with us! I know my brother wanted to get on the road to start the long drive home because he is just like my dad in that respect! Trips are okay but when it’s time to go home, it’s time to go! I, on the other hand (and Donna and Jeanette), want to delay the arrival at home and back to routine as long as possible!
I had no idea the re-enactment was such a huge deal. Locals and people from all over were there. I knew so many people that I was just amazed. (In case you’ve not realized, my family is not always at the top of our game when it comes to being prepared – of course, we are usually adventuring to first time events with no idea of what to expect!) So we sat on the cold ground on the front row – no chairs, no blankets, how crazy! But we got caught up in the excitement so we didn’t feel the effects…until later. I had to move on down from my family because where they sat – in every picture would have been the huge yellow rope! Come on now folks!!! I am missing photography class, I have to have something good to show for it!!!
We thought Keagan would have been scared when the cannons started booming away. But, no – Grandpa and Keagan had gotten some kettle corn and he was in popcorn heaven. (For the record, his favorite food is popcorn!) So we girls were jumping and squealing when the blasting was going on but not the boys! The Calvary came charging by with pistols blazing and swords sparing with the frontiersman. Then, the soldiers on foot – bearing flags and marching to the beat of the drummer boy (or girl, in this case). I couldn’t help but feel sorry for the south. They were bedraggled, few uniforms, fewer guns – using whatever they could find to fight for their homes, their rights, and their livelihood as they knew it at that time. They were up against big guns and trained soldiers in resplendent blue uniforms! We had a moment where we really wanted to support the south but yet oppose slavery. It’s amazing the emotions and thoughts that well up within you as you watch the battle. I could just imagine the heartache as brother fought against brother, father against son, friend against friend. Then, united at the end, tending to each other’s wounded and honoring the fallen of both side as the bugle played in the background.
The history of our nation came alive in a very dramatic way. Yes, it was fun and exciting! But it also reminded me of the sacrifices given throughout the history of our nation. Time and time again battles rage, some won, some lost, for freedom, for independence, some for ourselves, some between ourselves, and some for those of other nations who cannot fight for themselves. We are a blessed nation, once founded upon a love for God and country. But where do we find ourselves today? What kind of history are we writing today? Is it still founded on a love for God and country? Will our children and grandchildren be proud to say “I’m an American”? Truly, only God knows!
The re-enactment wrapped up with prayer and a speech by Abraham Lincoln. The boys had an opportunity to take a picture with President Lincoln and were so not even impressed. In fact, they said the whole experience was okay!!! Me, I’m still not over it! But the boys had to have their confederate caps! Evidently wearing them all the way home!
It was cool to see some of our classmates involved in the re-enactment with their own children. I think participation would make history come even more alive. Jeanette was telling me of one of the guys and I asked which side was he on? Her response – The dark side! Maybe we are the ones in need of a history lesson!
Joy 2 u! “C”
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The Rockcastle Co Extension office sponsored a day of play and good health downtown Mt. Vernon one sunny Sunday afternoon. I arrived a bit late but there were still plenty of happenings: cloggers in the streets, foot races, give-aways, music, blood pressure testing, and the ROTC obstacle course. But I think the ones who enjoyed the day the most were the skateboarders and BMXers.
Community Trust Bank allowed them to skate their parking lot and skate they did. Skaters were all over that parking lot, showing off their latest tricks and flips, trying new things, chatting, laughing, making new friends and connecting with old ones, and games of S-K-A-T-E were happening everywhere. Then during the final few minutes of the day, Main Street was opened up to the skaters and bikers, boy oh boy, did these guys and girls take to the street. They were so excited to get a chance to skate without getting into trouble. I would have thought they would be exhausted after all the stunts in the parking lot but, no, they must have gotten a second wind. Up and down the street, doing ollies, flips and jumps or just skating by with the wind in their hair. It was truly enjoyable to watch their excitement and kind of contagious as well. I wanted to get out there and skate but, thankfully, I had the good sense not to give in to the moment!
Although the Main Street was re-opened to traffic, several hours later on our way to church, we stopped by to check on them, they were still going strong. I would say if success was defined by a good time then a good time was had by all! This afternoon provided the perfect opportunity for the kids to have some good, clean fun here in Mt. Vernon. I truly hope we see continued community support for future events.
Have you hugged your kid today? "C"
Community Trust Bank allowed them to skate their parking lot and skate they did. Skaters were all over that parking lot, showing off their latest tricks and flips, trying new things, chatting, laughing, making new friends and connecting with old ones, and games of S-K-A-T-E were happening everywhere. Then during the final few minutes of the day, Main Street was opened up to the skaters and bikers, boy oh boy, did these guys and girls take to the street. They were so excited to get a chance to skate without getting into trouble. I would have thought they would be exhausted after all the stunts in the parking lot but, no, they must have gotten a second wind. Up and down the street, doing ollies, flips and jumps or just skating by with the wind in their hair. It was truly enjoyable to watch their excitement and kind of contagious as well. I wanted to get out there and skate but, thankfully, I had the good sense not to give in to the moment!
Although the Main Street was re-opened to traffic, several hours later on our way to church, we stopped by to check on them, they were still going strong. I would say if success was defined by a good time then a good time was had by all! This afternoon provided the perfect opportunity for the kids to have some good, clean fun here in Mt. Vernon. I truly hope we see continued community support for future events.
Have you hugged your kid today? "C"
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A lot of hard work, long hours and worry go into preparation for the annual Bittersweet Festival. Each year, I find myself involved in a different project or craft, such crocheted items, twisted animal balloons, or fund raisers for the youth center/skate park, and every time I say “Never Again!”
And here I am again this year – presenting my first public display of “Clarissa’s Corner – Photography and More”. The more being greeting cards, bookmarks, laminated prints and, at the last minute, even framed prints. Preparation involved many hours of focused labor that I (and my schedule) are still recovering from.
So many people helped make “Clarissa’s Corner” a possibility because I surely would never, NEVER, have done it on my own. I’d like to take a moment to say thank you and hopefully, not forget too many: First, thank you to Sheryl for providing and encouraging the idea and providing the perfect booth spot in front of the youth center; my mom for using her creative eye to help me match the right picture with just the right card, for making tassels, assisting me as we framed, and laminating and laminating; my dad for building the best wooden greeting card displays a girl could ask for and promoting my cards everywhere he goes (along with his skeeters, of course!); my Granny for adding the “feminine finishing” touches to the displays and pitching in where ever she could. Jeanette, my willing co-traveler, who spent her one weekend off in forever to keep me company at the booth, helping me put up, keep up and tear down. Chrissy – for making my awesome signs; Darren and Danetta – for the use of their tent (a life saver!), to Matthew and Danny for helping me setup the tent, wind proofing it, resetting it up and taking it down. (The winds Saturday morning were bad but it certainly could have been much worse. Thankfully, there are no pictures or videos of that scene.) Thanks guys – I don’t know what I would have done without your help. Also, a heartfelt thank you to the kids and teens of the youth center – some kept us company when things were slow, checking in often to see how things were going, helping setup and tear down, coming to my rescue during the windy bursts – each one showing support in your own special way…I will never forget it.
My final thank you goes out to all my friends, family and co-workers who have supported me for years – loving my pictures and encouraging me to share them. I appreciate everyone who stopped by the booth, whether just checking in on us or supporting us – some of you even made sacrifices to show your support. I am just totally overwhelmed by all that has transpired in such a short time! I guess it’s officially Official – Clarissa’s Corner is open for business.
Bittersweet is a good time to see old friends or make new ones. I think my favorite part is the Parade. Fire trucks pulling out all the bells and whistles, so loud your ears hurt. Seeing so many youth participating is really cool – whether marching with the ROTC, riding on the floats, driving motorcycles, or promoting their church youth groups. The old fashioned cars, horses and wagons are a delight as well. But to be popular with the crowd, there is one thing you must remember: Candy, and lots of it!
A new addition to the festival program this year was the “Dog Show”.
Big dogs, little dogs, pedigree and mutt, all came together! What an eclectic collection – some were too cute, some so ugly they were adorable, and some huge enough to offer pony rides. I think this event will be around again.
I do enjoy the festival and but I am surely glad that it only comes once a year!
Joy 2 u “C”
And here I am again this year – presenting my first public display of “Clarissa’s Corner – Photography and More”. The more being greeting cards, bookmarks, laminated prints and, at the last minute, even framed prints. Preparation involved many hours of focused labor that I (and my schedule) are still recovering from.
So many people helped make “Clarissa’s Corner” a possibility because I surely would never, NEVER, have done it on my own. I’d like to take a moment to say thank you and hopefully, not forget too many: First, thank you to Sheryl for providing and encouraging the idea and providing the perfect booth spot in front of the youth center; my mom for using her creative eye to help me match the right picture with just the right card, for making tassels, assisting me as we framed, and laminating and laminating; my dad for building the best wooden greeting card displays a girl could ask for and promoting my cards everywhere he goes (along with his skeeters, of course!); my Granny for adding the “feminine finishing” touches to the displays and pitching in where ever she could. Jeanette, my willing co-traveler, who spent her one weekend off in forever to keep me company at the booth, helping me put up, keep up and tear down. Chrissy – for making my awesome signs; Darren and Danetta – for the use of their tent (a life saver!), to Matthew and Danny for helping me setup the tent, wind proofing it, resetting it up and taking it down. (The winds Saturday morning were bad but it certainly could have been much worse. Thankfully, there are no pictures or videos of that scene.) Thanks guys – I don’t know what I would have done without your help. Also, a heartfelt thank you to the kids and teens of the youth center – some kept us company when things were slow, checking in often to see how things were going, helping setup and tear down, coming to my rescue during the windy bursts – each one showing support in your own special way…I will never forget it.
My final thank you goes out to all my friends, family and co-workers who have supported me for years – loving my pictures and encouraging me to share them. I appreciate everyone who stopped by the booth, whether just checking in on us or supporting us – some of you even made sacrifices to show your support. I am just totally overwhelmed by all that has transpired in such a short time! I guess it’s officially Official – Clarissa’s Corner is open for business.
Bittersweet is a good time to see old friends or make new ones. I think my favorite part is the Parade. Fire trucks pulling out all the bells and whistles, so loud your ears hurt. Seeing so many youth participating is really cool – whether marching with the ROTC, riding on the floats, driving motorcycles, or promoting their church youth groups. The old fashioned cars, horses and wagons are a delight as well. But to be popular with the crowd, there is one thing you must remember: Candy, and lots of it!
A new addition to the festival program this year was the “Dog Show”.
Big dogs, little dogs, pedigree and mutt, all came together! What an eclectic collection – some were too cute, some so ugly they were adorable, and some huge enough to offer pony rides. I think this event will be around again.
I do enjoy the festival and but I am surely glad that it only comes once a year!
Joy 2 u “C”
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One early rainy Saturday morning, the Central Kentucky Photography Group (CKPG) met up for photo-scenic tour of Amish country. When I say early, I mean early – Jeanette and I left home at 6 am. When I say rainy, I should say storms, lighting, thunder, flash flooding, can’t see anything driving but inches in front of you. Ordinary people would have given it up, spent the day indoors but no, full of hope that the storm will let up, we loaded up in our caravan and headed to Lincoln County.
First, I must confess…when I travel locally on back roads, I am a bit directionally challenged and GPS does NOT work in the country. Take me to the big city and I am fine! I can get you where we need to go. So although I have worked auctions for years in both Rockcastle and Lincoln Counties, when it comes to the scenic byways, just give me the simplest directions, even if it takes me longer to get to the destination. I hate getting lost! So, you shouldn’t be amazed, although it is a tad embarrassing, that I was completely lost on our Amish tour (until probably 1 o’clock when I saw my friend, Sonja’s house. I was overjoyed to say I know where I am!!)
Our first stop was the Byler’s country store on Swamper Road. Mrs. Mary Byler and her daughter, Regina, made us feel so welcome. A bit of the way out, the store was a real treat – you name it, they had it - from antiques, cooking utensils, beautiful clocks, lamps, crocheted afghans, baby items, wagons, and natural herbs to so much more. Regina even gave us a weaving demonstration and allowed us to take pictures.
Then we went outside to visit the barns and workshops. It was still pouring the rain and I will be the first to admit that I was concerned for my Rebel camera. Maybe this day wasn’t such a great idea after all. Thank goodness, we had jackets and lots of tissues to keep drying everything off. Note to self: buy a good umbrella, actually buy several umbrellas and put them in every vehicle!!
The horses thought it was time for breakfast and came to check us out as we wandering around the gardens and barn. As everyone else was doing their own thing, we got to talking with Regina and she asked if we would like to see the workshop. Cool, we girls are up for anything. Oh, and what a gold mine of photo opportunities! The buggies were stored there and she had her playtime classroom set up in one corner. An old wood burning stove with laundry hanging on a line. Regina asked if we would like to sit in the buggy for a picture – now you know I could hardly resist this! This was her older brother’s buggy and let me tell you he is one cool dude! He has the buggy fixed up with all the lights and whistle, really!! Complete with air freshener, a woven seat cover and even a place to hang his ball cap! Our first stop and I couldn’t imagine the day getting any better so I could have just stayed here all day and been quite satisfied! With lots of thank you’s and hand waving, we slowly pulled away.
I immediately fell in love with our next farm as it had one of those winding lanes with trees on either side. There was also a windmill, a pond, grapevines, flower garden with trellis, a pond and horses – just beautiful and so well-cared for! Immaculate is actually a better word! And that is as far as I got – the front and back yards! I needed another few minutes here but everyone else was ready to move on!
Our next stop was at the Greenhouse. Although a lot of the mums, pumpkins, and gourds had been purchased, I’m sure this place had been a riot of colors just a short time before. There were so many things to choose from – it was hard to know where to shoot first. I think our most shot scene of the day was here – the canoe on the pond! Just relaxing and beautiful – carrying you away on a million daydreams! Of course, the ducks were cute, the barn was cool, the best buds – a big old workhorse and the small pony were worth the long walk! I kept expecting to hear the ‘its time to load up” horns blowing on that walk! The broomstick corn that we thought was sugar cane was definitely unusual.
Then we went by the Cedar Creek Lake, the William Whitley House (definitely on my to-do list again!), the old Chapel Gap School (I couldn’t believe history lovers let one of the oldest Lincoln Co schools fall in such disrepair! but it was cool to find out that the man who owns it now also went to school there as a child), the Swiss Barn, and the Amish Bakery. Oh yeah, the bakery where we picked up desserts for lunch and for later. Since I had inside knowledge, I made sure to ask about the apple pies…too bad there were only four left! They were delicious!
At the last stop, the owners opened their rec building to us for lunch! It felt good to dry off for a few minutes and rest as we had been going strong for several hours! When you are out shooting, it is so much fun, time passes quickly, and you are energized by the contagious excitement and passing picturesque scenes…until you take a moment to get your breath! Then you realize, just how long you’ve been at it and how tired and hungry you are. This farm was beautiful and I got a few of my favorites pictures including the tin man and my wheel barrel of delight here. But I also love the barns throughout Kentucky depicting quilt pieces and their barn was a beauty.
I would be remiss to not say Thank You to Christy Atkins of Hometown Consulting in Stanford for being a wonderful tour guide. Its one thing to go off shooting on your own but to be accompanied by a knowledgeable guide…it’s a whole new level of shooting! I have always loved the behind-the-scenes knowledge that goes with a guided tour. Who would have thought we would need one so close to home but getting to know the people and the stories just makes each picture that much more special to me. Thank you, Christy!
I also have to say thank you to James. Although a fellow photographer, he graciously drove, allowing us ladies to ride with him. It was still storming when we left early that morning so I was very thankful not to be the driver. He went out of his way for us to get those extra special shots, not minding slowing down for a lake picture or the William Whitley House, coming back to roll up the windows that I had let down to take pictures from…yes, he was quite a gentleman. We have a super group and I am so proud to be a member! It was definitely this girl’s dream of what a photo tour should be – rain didn’t dampen our spirits one iota!
Until our next adventure…joy 2 u! “C”
First, I must confess…when I travel locally on back roads, I am a bit directionally challenged and GPS does NOT work in the country. Take me to the big city and I am fine! I can get you where we need to go. So although I have worked auctions for years in both Rockcastle and Lincoln Counties, when it comes to the scenic byways, just give me the simplest directions, even if it takes me longer to get to the destination. I hate getting lost! So, you shouldn’t be amazed, although it is a tad embarrassing, that I was completely lost on our Amish tour (until probably 1 o’clock when I saw my friend, Sonja’s house. I was overjoyed to say I know where I am!!)
Our first stop was the Byler’s country store on Swamper Road. Mrs. Mary Byler and her daughter, Regina, made us feel so welcome. A bit of the way out, the store was a real treat – you name it, they had it - from antiques, cooking utensils, beautiful clocks, lamps, crocheted afghans, baby items, wagons, and natural herbs to so much more. Regina even gave us a weaving demonstration and allowed us to take pictures.
Then we went outside to visit the barns and workshops. It was still pouring the rain and I will be the first to admit that I was concerned for my Rebel camera. Maybe this day wasn’t such a great idea after all. Thank goodness, we had jackets and lots of tissues to keep drying everything off. Note to self: buy a good umbrella, actually buy several umbrellas and put them in every vehicle!!
The horses thought it was time for breakfast and came to check us out as we wandering around the gardens and barn. As everyone else was doing their own thing, we got to talking with Regina and she asked if we would like to see the workshop. Cool, we girls are up for anything. Oh, and what a gold mine of photo opportunities! The buggies were stored there and she had her playtime classroom set up in one corner. An old wood burning stove with laundry hanging on a line. Regina asked if we would like to sit in the buggy for a picture – now you know I could hardly resist this! This was her older brother’s buggy and let me tell you he is one cool dude! He has the buggy fixed up with all the lights and whistle, really!! Complete with air freshener, a woven seat cover and even a place to hang his ball cap! Our first stop and I couldn’t imagine the day getting any better so I could have just stayed here all day and been quite satisfied! With lots of thank you’s and hand waving, we slowly pulled away.
I immediately fell in love with our next farm as it had one of those winding lanes with trees on either side. There was also a windmill, a pond, grapevines, flower garden with trellis, a pond and horses – just beautiful and so well-cared for! Immaculate is actually a better word! And that is as far as I got – the front and back yards! I needed another few minutes here but everyone else was ready to move on!
Our next stop was at the Greenhouse. Although a lot of the mums, pumpkins, and gourds had been purchased, I’m sure this place had been a riot of colors just a short time before. There were so many things to choose from – it was hard to know where to shoot first. I think our most shot scene of the day was here – the canoe on the pond! Just relaxing and beautiful – carrying you away on a million daydreams! Of course, the ducks were cute, the barn was cool, the best buds – a big old workhorse and the small pony were worth the long walk! I kept expecting to hear the ‘its time to load up” horns blowing on that walk! The broomstick corn that we thought was sugar cane was definitely unusual.
Then we went by the Cedar Creek Lake, the William Whitley House (definitely on my to-do list again!), the old Chapel Gap School (I couldn’t believe history lovers let one of the oldest Lincoln Co schools fall in such disrepair! but it was cool to find out that the man who owns it now also went to school there as a child), the Swiss Barn, and the Amish Bakery. Oh yeah, the bakery where we picked up desserts for lunch and for later. Since I had inside knowledge, I made sure to ask about the apple pies…too bad there were only four left! They were delicious!
At the last stop, the owners opened their rec building to us for lunch! It felt good to dry off for a few minutes and rest as we had been going strong for several hours! When you are out shooting, it is so much fun, time passes quickly, and you are energized by the contagious excitement and passing picturesque scenes…until you take a moment to get your breath! Then you realize, just how long you’ve been at it and how tired and hungry you are. This farm was beautiful and I got a few of my favorites pictures including the tin man and my wheel barrel of delight here. But I also love the barns throughout Kentucky depicting quilt pieces and their barn was a beauty.
I would be remiss to not say Thank You to Christy Atkins of Hometown Consulting in Stanford for being a wonderful tour guide. Its one thing to go off shooting on your own but to be accompanied by a knowledgeable guide…it’s a whole new level of shooting! I have always loved the behind-the-scenes knowledge that goes with a guided tour. Who would have thought we would need one so close to home but getting to know the people and the stories just makes each picture that much more special to me. Thank you, Christy!
I also have to say thank you to James. Although a fellow photographer, he graciously drove, allowing us ladies to ride with him. It was still storming when we left early that morning so I was very thankful not to be the driver. He went out of his way for us to get those extra special shots, not minding slowing down for a lake picture or the William Whitley House, coming back to roll up the windows that I had let down to take pictures from…yes, he was quite a gentleman. We have a super group and I am so proud to be a member! It was definitely this girl’s dream of what a photo tour should be – rain didn’t dampen our spirits one iota!
Until our next adventure…joy 2 u! “C”
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Realizing it is still early October our trip to the Smokies may seem strange to most folks. However, there are few things to remember: 1) my hard drive recently crashed 2) a line of Greeting Cards is not complete without a few Christmas Cards 3) Christmas Cards must have scenes reminiscent of Christmas.
Although Mom encouraged me to check out the Christmas Place in Pigeon Forge for some ideas, it was dad who traveled with me on his first day dedicated to photography. How many dads would sacrifice their first Saturday off in several weeks just to drive all day for a few pictures? Not too many I’m sure.
While dad napped, I drove us to Tennessee. I was amazed to find the fall colors are already showing up beautifully. Surprisingly northern Tennessee has some really bright colors but most of the mountains along the highway were deep dark colors but still beautiful especially surrounding by the early morning fog.
Having never actually visited the Christmas Place in Pigeon Forge, I was a little disappointed looking at it from the outside. I was thinking I had made the trip in vain. But then I stepped through the front door. Wow!! Double Wow! Christmas was truly everywhere. Ornately decorated trees, ornaments galore, poinsettias of every description, reindeers flying overhead, miniature villages, Christmas music playing in the background – talk about sensory overload! It was a bit overwhelming and the inside of the store is huge. So hold onto your kids or they maybe forever lost in the maze. Dad and I got separated and it took several text messages and phone calls to finally find each other. But if you can’t seem to find the Christmas Spirit this season, I encourage you to come take a peek through these doors.
We also visited the Inn at Christmas Place – what a grand hotel. Even in October, Christmas doesn’t feel out of place when as tastefully decorated as this foyer. The cozy fireplace, muted colors, ornate woodwork, lights aglow complete with a nativity scene – I could have sank down on the plush sofa with a good book and been right at home.
Since our Christmas photo shoot didn’t take all that long, we checked on the ducks! Ducks are quite the attraction at the hotel where my parents often stay when visiting the Smokies. This particular afternoon must have been bath day. Everywhere you looked, the ducks were cleaning up. Some were spit shining their feathers, others taking a dunk (so long I thought there might have been an under the sea creature kidnapping ducks…crazy I know!) But no, a few moments later, they’d pop up somewhere else. I could have stayed all afternoon but I decided to show Dad Cades Cove. Yes, I’m still hoping to see the elusive black bear and this time I had a man along …for protection. With the overnight rains, the creeks were flowing creating waterfalls all along the way.
Although we never saw a bear, we saw several deer, turkeys and horses. In fact, we saw what we thought were Tom turkeys fighting over territory. But, as we got closer, we realized it was hens fighting over the Tom. I have never seen the like of squawking, neck twisting, and beak biting – it seemed like a fight to the bitter end. Fascinating but a little disturbing. The mountains rising through the haze were beautiful. In a few weeks, the color will be off the chart.
We were ready to call it a day!! Now for the long drive home! It’s not often Dad and I get to spend time together so we had a good day. This time, Dad got a chance to see his daughter at work! In repayment for sacrificing a day of skeeter making, I took some pictures of his little Tn football skeeter by the roaring waters!
Joy 2 u…until our next adventure! “C”
Although Mom encouraged me to check out the Christmas Place in Pigeon Forge for some ideas, it was dad who traveled with me on his first day dedicated to photography. How many dads would sacrifice their first Saturday off in several weeks just to drive all day for a few pictures? Not too many I’m sure.
While dad napped, I drove us to Tennessee. I was amazed to find the fall colors are already showing up beautifully. Surprisingly northern Tennessee has some really bright colors but most of the mountains along the highway were deep dark colors but still beautiful especially surrounding by the early morning fog.
Having never actually visited the Christmas Place in Pigeon Forge, I was a little disappointed looking at it from the outside. I was thinking I had made the trip in vain. But then I stepped through the front door. Wow!! Double Wow! Christmas was truly everywhere. Ornately decorated trees, ornaments galore, poinsettias of every description, reindeers flying overhead, miniature villages, Christmas music playing in the background – talk about sensory overload! It was a bit overwhelming and the inside of the store is huge. So hold onto your kids or they maybe forever lost in the maze. Dad and I got separated and it took several text messages and phone calls to finally find each other. But if you can’t seem to find the Christmas Spirit this season, I encourage you to come take a peek through these doors.
We also visited the Inn at Christmas Place – what a grand hotel. Even in October, Christmas doesn’t feel out of place when as tastefully decorated as this foyer. The cozy fireplace, muted colors, ornate woodwork, lights aglow complete with a nativity scene – I could have sank down on the plush sofa with a good book and been right at home.
Since our Christmas photo shoot didn’t take all that long, we checked on the ducks! Ducks are quite the attraction at the hotel where my parents often stay when visiting the Smokies. This particular afternoon must have been bath day. Everywhere you looked, the ducks were cleaning up. Some were spit shining their feathers, others taking a dunk (so long I thought there might have been an under the sea creature kidnapping ducks…crazy I know!) But no, a few moments later, they’d pop up somewhere else. I could have stayed all afternoon but I decided to show Dad Cades Cove. Yes, I’m still hoping to see the elusive black bear and this time I had a man along …for protection. With the overnight rains, the creeks were flowing creating waterfalls all along the way.
Although we never saw a bear, we saw several deer, turkeys and horses. In fact, we saw what we thought were Tom turkeys fighting over territory. But, as we got closer, we realized it was hens fighting over the Tom. I have never seen the like of squawking, neck twisting, and beak biting – it seemed like a fight to the bitter end. Fascinating but a little disturbing. The mountains rising through the haze were beautiful. In a few weeks, the color will be off the chart.
We were ready to call it a day!! Now for the long drive home! It’s not often Dad and I get to spend time together so we had a good day. This time, Dad got a chance to see his daughter at work! In repayment for sacrificing a day of skeeter making, I took some pictures of his little Tn football skeeter by the roaring waters!
Joy 2 u…until our next adventure! “C”
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Some of my fondest memories are our family vacations and weekend getaways. Quite often, my Granny accompanied us girls on these ‘spur of the moment” trips. However, due to ill health, she has not been able to travel with us very often.
I don’t know how many times in the last year I’ve heard my Granny mention that she would love to hear Bro. Lee Stoneking preach once again in person. But enough times that I made up my mind that if at all possible, we would make this dream a reality.
After doing some checking, I found the Higher Ground conference in Terre Haute, IN. Only a five or six hour drive (not too far), held in September (temperatures should be cooler) and then prayed for good health.
Finally, Thursday morning arrived and Granny was ready to go road-tripping! We left a day early in order to give us plenty of time to arrive and a chance to Gran to rest before the conference started on Friday evening. If you know me, you probably are aware that I have NEVER been one for the “Scenic Route”. When traveling, I want to get from Point A to Point B as quick as I can and then let the adventures begin. However, that was BEFORE my photography hobby became a serious pastime. Now I see “pictures” everywhere! So the extra day gave us a chance to take some “detours”. Since I was working on my line of greeting cards, I also knew some of the shots I was looking for.
No girls’ trip is complete without a quick stop for breakfast, lunch or a shake from Chik-Fil-A. So we decided if we had an early lunch, we wouldn’t have to eat again until we arrived in Terre Haute!!
Since we were making such good time, we took a scenic detour through Frankfort. What a view of the Capitol! Rising from among the trees, it was irresistible architecture. We just had to get closer. With little traffic and pretty easy, we found the Capitol drive. Then we were able to get some really cool shots of the building. The flowers on the front lawn were gorgeous and we would have probably taken a few more minutes checking things out except….for the “crazy” gardener. Maybe we weren’t supposed to be on the grass but other people were – he kept trying to seemingly run us over with the mower. A huge lawn to mow and he keeps coming our way gunning the motor of the mower. It was totally crazy so we got out of there and proceeded on our way.
Back on the road, we moved along until an accident in Indiana. Thankfully, we had just mad a pit stop at the Indiana Welcome Center as we waiting for almost an hour and half. Although it was frustrating sitting in the traffic, after seeing the accident scene, we were thankful for our scenic detour. I am a firm believer that some detours and delays are God ordained to protect his children from harm.
After checking into the hotel, we were all ready to rest but first Outback was calling our name for a delicious name.
The next morning with the whole day before us, we started off with a wonderful breakfast at Cracker Barrel. Then we went to check out some of the 27 parks in the Terre Haute area.
We visited Dobbs Park where there were geese everywhere! Granny fed some of them her piece of leftover cornbread. While I checked out the butterfly garden and took a short walk down the nature trail, Jeanette took picture outside the Native American Museum (just like I knew she would). We didn’t have time to tour the museum so it is on our list to do.
Then we went onto Deming Park, a world renowned Holly Arboretum. Trying to hurry as not to tire Gran out too much, we decided to just drive through. It was beautiful with the geese resting and swimming in the ponds, geysers shooting up everywhere, beautifully landscaped…the perfect setting for a family outing. Then we saw them…little red squirrels playing and dancing around. Just irrestible, of course, we had to stop. There’s just something about us girls and the squirrels. Although I was looking at one squirrel, another little guy is the one that ended up with my attention. This little fellow put on quite a show and told me in no uncertain terms just what he thought about me interrupting “playtime” for a picture. He was so cute that was really hard to leave him.
We then drove by the majestic Terre Haute courthouse – so huge and beautiful but surrounded by lanes and lanes of traffic that I never could get a satisfactory picture. Then we tried to find the Alpacas at the Providence Center located on the grounds at the St Mary of the Woods College. Instead we found a Keagan Drive, more squirrels, cool bridges and lovely art – not too bad for an afternoon drive. We then took Gran back to the hotel to rest while Jeanette ran to the mall and to pickup lunch!
Then it was time for conference to begin. However, that’s a whole other blog.
After the final service, Sunday morning, we decided to have in lunch in Terre Haute before the long drive home. Then we decided to visit the covered bridge at Fowler Park on our way out of town. Who knew when we’d have another chance? Soon it started sprinkling and I was quite concerned when Gran said she was going to see the bridge…stay in the car…NOT! (There is no changing her mind when it is made up!)
We took the short walk through the pioneer village which is definitely a cool place I’d like to revisit (sounds like I might be coming back here one day for another conference!). We arrived at the covered bridge just in time to wait out the Real Rain Shower! As Gran and Jeanette slowly made their way back to the car, I was scampering here and there trying to find the best angle to get a good shot of the bridge (I’m sure it was a funny sight!) But I’m glad we made the detour but ready to be home!
Later we were ready for a shake but what a surprise we got in the drive-thru! Evidently all of the southern portion of Indiana is on the migratory path of geese. We got the biggest kick out of 50 or so geese all lined up in and around the Steak & Shake drive-thru. Good Taste Guys!
Once again on the interstate and another accident! So I was glad we made the detour rather than just sit in the traffic! It rained and stormed the whole way through Indiana. Cars were hydroplaning every which way!! When the bridge came into view to cross into Kentucky, we were glad the storm eased up and what a view of Louisville. Lights shining bright with the dark storm clouds all around! What a perfect ending to a great weekend! Treasure those special times with your family and the ones you love! Make every moment count!
P.S. One last lesson I learned this weekend is that “Photography is contagious!” Gran was more excited about finding things to take pictures than I was! Look at this flower, did you get this building, and on and on! It was too sweet! I am so thankful for the love and support of my family!
Blessings to you and yours… ‘C’
I don’t know how many times in the last year I’ve heard my Granny mention that she would love to hear Bro. Lee Stoneking preach once again in person. But enough times that I made up my mind that if at all possible, we would make this dream a reality.
After doing some checking, I found the Higher Ground conference in Terre Haute, IN. Only a five or six hour drive (not too far), held in September (temperatures should be cooler) and then prayed for good health.
Finally, Thursday morning arrived and Granny was ready to go road-tripping! We left a day early in order to give us plenty of time to arrive and a chance to Gran to rest before the conference started on Friday evening. If you know me, you probably are aware that I have NEVER been one for the “Scenic Route”. When traveling, I want to get from Point A to Point B as quick as I can and then let the adventures begin. However, that was BEFORE my photography hobby became a serious pastime. Now I see “pictures” everywhere! So the extra day gave us a chance to take some “detours”. Since I was working on my line of greeting cards, I also knew some of the shots I was looking for.
No girls’ trip is complete without a quick stop for breakfast, lunch or a shake from Chik-Fil-A. So we decided if we had an early lunch, we wouldn’t have to eat again until we arrived in Terre Haute!!
Since we were making such good time, we took a scenic detour through Frankfort. What a view of the Capitol! Rising from among the trees, it was irresistible architecture. We just had to get closer. With little traffic and pretty easy, we found the Capitol drive. Then we were able to get some really cool shots of the building. The flowers on the front lawn were gorgeous and we would have probably taken a few more minutes checking things out except….for the “crazy” gardener. Maybe we weren’t supposed to be on the grass but other people were – he kept trying to seemingly run us over with the mower. A huge lawn to mow and he keeps coming our way gunning the motor of the mower. It was totally crazy so we got out of there and proceeded on our way.
Back on the road, we moved along until an accident in Indiana. Thankfully, we had just mad a pit stop at the Indiana Welcome Center as we waiting for almost an hour and half. Although it was frustrating sitting in the traffic, after seeing the accident scene, we were thankful for our scenic detour. I am a firm believer that some detours and delays are God ordained to protect his children from harm.
After checking into the hotel, we were all ready to rest but first Outback was calling our name for a delicious name.
The next morning with the whole day before us, we started off with a wonderful breakfast at Cracker Barrel. Then we went to check out some of the 27 parks in the Terre Haute area.
We visited Dobbs Park where there were geese everywhere! Granny fed some of them her piece of leftover cornbread. While I checked out the butterfly garden and took a short walk down the nature trail, Jeanette took picture outside the Native American Museum (just like I knew she would). We didn’t have time to tour the museum so it is on our list to do.
Then we went onto Deming Park, a world renowned Holly Arboretum. Trying to hurry as not to tire Gran out too much, we decided to just drive through. It was beautiful with the geese resting and swimming in the ponds, geysers shooting up everywhere, beautifully landscaped…the perfect setting for a family outing. Then we saw them…little red squirrels playing and dancing around. Just irrestible, of course, we had to stop. There’s just something about us girls and the squirrels. Although I was looking at one squirrel, another little guy is the one that ended up with my attention. This little fellow put on quite a show and told me in no uncertain terms just what he thought about me interrupting “playtime” for a picture. He was so cute that was really hard to leave him.
We then drove by the majestic Terre Haute courthouse – so huge and beautiful but surrounded by lanes and lanes of traffic that I never could get a satisfactory picture. Then we tried to find the Alpacas at the Providence Center located on the grounds at the St Mary of the Woods College. Instead we found a Keagan Drive, more squirrels, cool bridges and lovely art – not too bad for an afternoon drive. We then took Gran back to the hotel to rest while Jeanette ran to the mall and to pickup lunch!
Then it was time for conference to begin. However, that’s a whole other blog.
After the final service, Sunday morning, we decided to have in lunch in Terre Haute before the long drive home. Then we decided to visit the covered bridge at Fowler Park on our way out of town. Who knew when we’d have another chance? Soon it started sprinkling and I was quite concerned when Gran said she was going to see the bridge…stay in the car…NOT! (There is no changing her mind when it is made up!)
We took the short walk through the pioneer village which is definitely a cool place I’d like to revisit (sounds like I might be coming back here one day for another conference!). We arrived at the covered bridge just in time to wait out the Real Rain Shower! As Gran and Jeanette slowly made their way back to the car, I was scampering here and there trying to find the best angle to get a good shot of the bridge (I’m sure it was a funny sight!) But I’m glad we made the detour but ready to be home!
Later we were ready for a shake but what a surprise we got in the drive-thru! Evidently all of the southern portion of Indiana is on the migratory path of geese. We got the biggest kick out of 50 or so geese all lined up in and around the Steak & Shake drive-thru. Good Taste Guys!
Once again on the interstate and another accident! So I was glad we made the detour rather than just sit in the traffic! It rained and stormed the whole way through Indiana. Cars were hydroplaning every which way!! When the bridge came into view to cross into Kentucky, we were glad the storm eased up and what a view of Louisville. Lights shining bright with the dark storm clouds all around! What a perfect ending to a great weekend! Treasure those special times with your family and the ones you love! Make every moment count!
P.S. One last lesson I learned this weekend is that “Photography is contagious!” Gran was more excited about finding things to take pictures than I was! Look at this flower, did you get this building, and on and on! It was too sweet! I am so thankful for the love and support of my family!
Blessings to you and yours… ‘C’
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Dear Readers,
I wanted to say "Thank You"! Thank you for your support, for your patience when I'm in-between blogs, your comments and just the fact that you keep coming back for more. I am amazed and humbled and deeply touched!
Since the birth of my blog in April, I feel like my entire life and outlook has made a 360 degree turnaround! I never dreamed I would ever journal, sharing my thoughts and adventures in such a public way. And now a whole new door of opportunity has opened! For the last 10 years (at least), photography has become quite a hobby for me...in fact, hobby is probably not the correct word... a passion for me! A way to share a little bit of me with my family and friends! I love collecting memories but I believe I love sharing them even more!
So it is with great anticipation, I am offering some of my favorite pictures as a collection of greeting cards, book marks and more! Only in my wildest dreams would this day have become a reality and yet here it is!!! There will be more information available soon but the "Grand Opening" of Clarissa's Corner is happening this weekend at the Bittersweet Festival here in Mt. Vernon, Ky.
The city has been preparing for weeks and I have been going without sleep to make all the details come together! There will be vendors of all kinds and entertainment as well including the Bittersweet Parade Saturday morning. I hope you will come on down, stop by and say Hi! While you are in the area, be sure to check out the Appalachian Festival going on at Renfro Valley! So much to do, so little time!!!
Once again, thanks for your patience and understanding!! Just as soon as this show is over, we have a "Lot" of catching up to do!!! :)
Believe...dreams can become possible! With God ALL THINGS are possible!!
Blessed Abundantly.... ~ C ~
I wanted to say "Thank You"! Thank you for your support, for your patience when I'm in-between blogs, your comments and just the fact that you keep coming back for more. I am amazed and humbled and deeply touched!
Since the birth of my blog in April, I feel like my entire life and outlook has made a 360 degree turnaround! I never dreamed I would ever journal, sharing my thoughts and adventures in such a public way. And now a whole new door of opportunity has opened! For the last 10 years (at least), photography has become quite a hobby for me...in fact, hobby is probably not the correct word... a passion for me! A way to share a little bit of me with my family and friends! I love collecting memories but I believe I love sharing them even more!
So it is with great anticipation, I am offering some of my favorite pictures as a collection of greeting cards, book marks and more! Only in my wildest dreams would this day have become a reality and yet here it is!!! There will be more information available soon but the "Grand Opening" of Clarissa's Corner is happening this weekend at the Bittersweet Festival here in Mt. Vernon, Ky.
The city has been preparing for weeks and I have been going without sleep to make all the details come together! There will be vendors of all kinds and entertainment as well including the Bittersweet Parade Saturday morning. I hope you will come on down, stop by and say Hi! While you are in the area, be sure to check out the Appalachian Festival going on at Renfro Valley! So much to do, so little time!!!
Once again, thanks for your patience and understanding!! Just as soon as this show is over, we have a "Lot" of catching up to do!!! :)
Believe...dreams can become possible! With God ALL THINGS are possible!!
Blessed Abundantly.... ~ C ~
