One of the fun things about wintering in Port Aransas TX is admiring the Bollard Buddies down on the beach. Maybe next time I’m down there I will submit one of my own.
Last weekend the buddies said goodbye. It was time to shake out the sand, have a bath, get repaired and take a rest. They are already looking forward to seeing everyone after Christmas.
Here are a few of my favorites.
One of my favorite HG TV show is Home Town set in Laurel Mississippi. I decided to pay the town a visit. It didn’t disappoint. I got to see Ben’s Workshop and his famous Blue Truck. Unfortunately I did not get to see Ben or Erin. I also got to eat at one of the properties they renovated: the Bird Dog Cafe.
I really enjoyed that the arty feel of the town.
My daughter recommended I visit the Museum of Death in New Orleans. It was definitely interesting, disturbing, and thought provoking. I viewed and learned about body bags, coffins, skulls, morticians, cannibalism and much more. Special displays include Manson family photos, crime morgue scene photos and more. There’s taxidermy, serial killer paraphernalia, and photos of beheadings. But there’s also a section explaining the logistics of embalming a corpse, and one that highlights the sensationalization of murder by the press.
Photos were not allowed inside, so you will have to visit yourself to see the macabre displays. You can also check out their Facebook page
Since I’ve been on the road, I have discovered HGTV. One show that I really love is Home Town set in Laurel Mississippi. I love the before and after aspect of the show, and I can live vicariously in a regular sized house. It was a short detour from Pensacola FL and New Orleans LA so I took a look.
The show follows Ben and Erin Napier who share a love of simple, Southern living and revitalizing historic properties in their hometown of Laurel. Erin’s keen sense of style and a background in graphic design guide the renovations, Ben’s building and woodworking skills preserve and celebrate the home’s history, and by using found materials and old textiles, they keep the character intact but create modern and affordable updates.
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What a pleasant surprise to see that Lillian, Alabama, a small unincorporated community had such a great Christmas light display. It was a delight to walk around and enjoy the decorations.
FYI – The community was named for Lillian Kee, the daughter of William Thomas Kee, postmaster.
I’m a big fan of Lake Okeechobee due to it’s importance to the Everglades. Water leaving the lake in the wet season forms a slow-moving river 60 miles wide and over 100 miles long, flowing southward across a limestone shelf to Everglades National Park and Florida Bay at the southern end of the state. I also just like saying the name: Okeechobee!
Lake Okeechobee is the largest freshwater lake in Florida. It is the 10th largest natural freshwater lake in the US and the 2nd largest natural freshwater lake contained entirely within the contiguous 48 states, after Lake Michigan. Okeechobee covers 730 square miles and is exceptionally shallow for a lake of its size, with an average depth of only 9 feet. It is not only the largest lake in Florida or the largest lake in the southeast United States, but it is too large to see across, giving it the feel of an ocean.
It’s been a long time since I hauled my SLR camera and big lens out to capture some birds and having it be so successful! I started with bird photography as a means to identify birds. Without a photo to refer to, I would forget the minute details of the bird; did it have an eyebrow, what color was it’s eye or breast, what was the shape of it’s head…. Later it became an excuse to get out and hike in the great outdoors and to add to my “life list”. Now I stopped counting and mostly just enjoy the walk.
Today’s bonus shot was when 2 river otters crossed my path and played in the grass 10 feet in front of me not caring or noticing that I enjoyed their show.
It was a pleasant surprise to find a bird park only 30 miles away. While it wasn’t the photo opportunity I was hoping for, it was a lovely park, with many birds and a fun Sculpture collection.
The Sylvan Heights Avian Breeding Center is home to over 170 species of birds–more than half of the known species of ducks, geese and swans–along with cranes, parrots and many other birds.
Founded in 1989 by internationally renowned aviculturalists Mike and Ali Lubbock, the avian breeding center cares for more than 2,500 individual birds, including over 1,000 hatchlings reared each year. Adjacent to the breeding center is Sylvan Heights Bird Park, which together form the world’s largest waterfowl collection and the second largest bird collection in the United States. The center is also the avicultural training site for conservation-oriented avian biologists. Every year, wildlife professionals from the nation’s zoos and nature centers come here to learn advanced techniques through the Sylvan Heights Avian Husbandry Program.
I love it when I find a local yarn store by accident. I was returning from an unproductive browse through a local flea market, and there I spotted Yarn Abilities! A great little shop with lots of great yarn. To my delight, the owner let me know there was a Fiber Festival this weekend a mere 30 minutes away! Be still my heart. 🥰
Harpers Ferry is a historic town situated at the confluence of the Potomac and Shenandoah rivers, where Maryland, Virginia, and West Virginia meet. During the Civil War it was the northernmost point of Confederate-controlled territory. It has been called “the best strategic point in the whole South.
What I found important in Harpers Ferry is that in 1859, abolitionist John Brown led 21 men down the road to Harpers Ferry. The plan was to take the town’s federal armory and, ultimately, ignite a nationwide uprising against slavery. The raid failed, but six years later, Brown’s dream was realized and slavery became illegal.
While wandering around I thought about the civil war. Over 150 years later, we seem to be fighting the same issues. How much longer will it take for real equality? I don’t understand what all the nostalgia is for the confederacy. I find it shameful.
On a lighter note, the Shenandoah valley is beautiful! I got to hike on the Appalachian Trail while crossing the bridge.
Footloose & Fancy Free 