On Tuesday we met friends at Davy Crockett State Park to do a little hiking and a little creek playing. No one was disappointed. We took a little trail, went way down the hill and ended up at Crockett Falls. Everyone had a great time.
Archive for July, 2007
We went swimming at a pool in another town with some friends of ours. Where is the camera when you need it? We were some of the first people there. While putting our things down on a grassy area, the children noticed an animal off in the distance. Isn’t it cute, a skunk. Well the animal started coming closer to the fence. The lifeguards were told about it and every one was watching it. The next thing you know, the skunk found a way into the pool fence. You never saw so many moms grab children and run into the pool. 4 men came by and were sort of meandering a long after the skunk. When the skunk noticed the men getting closer, his tail went up. One mom was having a particular fit because the skunk was right near her things. The men backed off, the skunk left the pool area and the guys followed the skunk off somewhere else. I don’t know what they did with him, but he was not seen for the rest of the time that we were there.
What to do, where to go? In Virginia we were always going to something War Between the States this time of year. Tennessee just does not have that much. What prompted me to look at my planner for the first time in weeks I’ll never know, but noted on that weekend was an artillery demonstration at Stones River National Battlefield. So, that is where we drove to. We will have to go back and explore much more, but the demonstrations that these people put on were really well done. The people acted as if they were the same people who were around that area. There was a program called “mail call” where the characters read letters “they” had written at the time of the war. That is the only picture I took! For the cannon fire, MaryEllen was having a fit, so we were a good distance away from that. The men did do a lot of explaining about why, when, where, and how they were fired. Again, very well done. We found a nice spot to sit and picnic and Kevin found a nice tree to sit on.
2 o’clock was the last demonstration and the reenactors started taking everything down. We did a short driving tour and then took off. Something stated me thinking about the Parthenon in Nashville, so we drove there. The place is huge! Inside is a 42 foot statue of the goddess Athena. She is pretty impressive for a false god. There are a few art displays and we saw them as well. Around the Parthenon is Centinial Park. There is a nice big pond with a fountain and a lot of flowers and ducks. That was Charlotte’s favorite part.
In the pumpkin patch today while weeding, I came across these little daisies. Every time I see a daisy I think of my friend Maddie. So, I took the picture for you, Maddie. (Click on the picture to enlarge it.)
John has wondered, out loud, on more than one occasion after smelling daisies, how they can be Aunt Maddie’s favorite flower.
Not too far from where we live is an entrance to the Natchez Trace Parkway. Truth be told, it didn’t interest me that much. Well, this particular Sunday we were looking for a place to drive and this popped into my mind. We packed a picnic lunch, got ready, and went. We drove up Buffalo Road for a change. Really, it was because I wanted to see a house that we looked at before finding our current home. What a difference. When we first saw the place it was beautiful and we were sorry that there was not enough room in the dining room for us. Now it was much more grown up, the beautiful white fence was falling into disrepair and Joe didn’t even recognize it at first.
A little note about the Natchez Trace parkway is that it was an old Native American trail, particularly the Chickasaw and the Choctaw Indians used it. The French and Spanish explorers used this trail and then it was probably used by hunters. It eventually became a well traveled road, walking and horse travel that goes from Nashville, Tennessee to Natchez, Mississippi.
On with the drive. We finally made it to the Parkway. When we got out of the van the children were complaining of hunger. We told them after we explored this site we would go and picnic. Despite the hunger, Kevin still managed to find a nice cicada shell.
The first stop was the Meriwether Lewis site. There was a stand (what they called inns on the trace) where Meriwether Lewis (of Lewis and Clark) stopped. The present Governor of Louisiana, he was making his way to Washington, DC. In the room at the house, he was found with a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head. There stands a little log cabin with a display about Lewis’s life right next to the remains of that stand. Behind that there is a monument explaining what the Natchez Trace is. A ways over to the right is “Pioneer Cemetery.” There are many flat gravestones, and a large monument where Lewis is buried. There is also a nice sign explaining who put the monument there, when it was put there, and how they are sure that it is, in fact, Meriwether Lewis (including digging up the grave and finding the bones with a gunshot through the right side of the head!)
Next, Lunch! We were looking for the bathrooms and there was a sign. We drove for a bit and there came another sign, “restooms 1 mile.” Let me tell you, it was longer than a mile, but no problem because it brought us to the most awesome picnic site. It was next to a good size creek with all kinds of lovely stone coming down a cliff on the other side. It really was beautiful. We wished we had brought our creek shoes.
After our picnic, it was back in the van for some more driving. We decided to stop at “Jackson Falls.” We missed the turn so we went to a scenic overlook where we saw a farm and a meandering river. We turned around and went back. Here was the sign that was there. The sign mentions a quarter of a mile easy hike to an overlook or a steep 800 foot walk down to Jackson Falls. We chose the easy hike first. Well, it went to the over look that we had just turned around in, and it was longer than 1/4 mile! When we first got on the trail, I spotted this big/little guy. The children were picking up walking sticks. Pretty soon Charlotte had to have one too. We came back to the parking lot and started down the path to Jackson Falls. It was a wide, paved “trail” with railings, so it really wasn’t too bad. We passed a family along the way who told us that they really didn’t think it was worth it. There was almost no water according to them and the uphill hike just awful. We almost turned around, but then I suggested we see it now and come back one day after a lot of rain and see the difference. So we went on. This is what we saw.
It was beautiful, and to us, so worth the walk. On the way up when we saw people we told them there was not much water, but it was worth it! We met a family with 5 children, who clearly we would have gotten along very well with. Joe smiled and said, “Are those children all YOURS?” The man laughed, said yes, and asked the same. We chatted a few minutes and headed back to the van.
The next stop that we made was the Gordon House. Mr. Gordon ran a ferry near there and built a house. This is the sign. We went down to the ferry site (which was much closer than the 1/2 mile that the sign said. (We don’t believe any of those signs anymore!) One has to wonder where he would have run the ferry. It really was not far at all from one bank to the other. I was wondering what that spot used to look like. There was more of a trail, but we did not want to walk it, so we went back up to the house and went on our way.
We got off the parkway somewhere, found the highway, and headed to the Macaroni Grill for dinner. After that we went home. It was a really lovely day and we’re all looking forward to one day heading South on the Parkway.
Have you ever heard this expression? There was a woman that we knew in Virginia who used to say this followed by her story. She prayed to God for a husband. (She forgot the word “good” before “husband”) When the Lord gave her one she was really sorry.
Since moving to this area about a year and a half ago, I have been putting on the poundage and outgrowing clothes at an alarming rate. Complaining and lamenting to whoever would listen, even God, I wondered what it would take to get me back on track. My diet wasn’t totally awful, but worse than it had been since 1999. When we first got here Joe was gone a lot fixing up the old house. When the kids went to bed the ice cream (rice or soy, no dairy, of course) or cookies or something of the sort would come out. Veggies were getting farther and farther away from my diet. Wall-mart chicken and other easy foods were creeping in more and more. There was way too much eating going on. Not good, not good. I just could not help but to wonder what it would take to stop this pigging out. Well, the answer has come. God knows what gets my attention…health woes. Getting larger and not fitting in clothes is a pain, but health is a real concern. That is what prompted my radical diet change in 1999 and it is doing it again.
So, I have once again radically changed my diet for health purposes and have already lost a bit more than 5 pounds. When I try to do it for weight, it just doesn’t seem to work. When it is for health problems, how can I not do something.
It was a hard time finding the kind of alternative health counselor that I wanted, but there is one about an hour away and I’ll be going there on Tuesday afternoon. Hopefully all will go well, and I’ll regain my health. It seems as if my kidneys, bladder, and things in that area are not too happy right now, but I am getting better and that is the important thing. Prayers would be appreciated and if you have any intentions, let me know and I’ll offer up some discomfort (although it is not as bad as it was earlier in the week, or as bad as the tooth pain, but hopefully it will do some good!)
Uncle Nick’s birthday. Happy Birthday, Nick! We didn’t forget you!
It was also Mr. Gabbett’s birthday. (Incidently Mr. Gabbet & Uncle Nick were born on the same day! They both turned 65!!!)
We went to the Gabbett’s house, ate lunch, sang Happy Birthday and had pudding pie. The only picture I took was Joe’s sleepy rendition of Perry Como’s Happy Birthday (using a child’s play microphone)…