Summertime usually means at least one family reunion. We traveled to south Arkansas to visit with some of my husband's family. We were a little early so we drove through the small town. When we passed the county museum, I knew I'd found a way to kill some time. Ten historic buildings depicting a typical farming community had been moved near the museum. Among them was the Sam Terry Log house built before 1850 from cypress logs. Along with the two story log house, there was a separate kitchen, blacksmith shop, doctor's office, a general store, potato house, and a sharecroppers house. One never knows what one might FIND when they arrive early!
Linking with Kim's Friday Finds.
Since the museum was closed on Sundays, I had to be content with peeking in the windows. I've always wanted a spinning wheel. Not that I'd ever learn to spin wool, but I just think they're beautiful. Space is the only reason I don't have one. Where would I put it!
Traveling through the delta region of southern Arkansas may seem a little boring to some, but to me it's fascinating and has it's own beauty. Miles and miles of farmland stretches as far as you can see. Crops like rice, soybeans, cotton, grain corn, and wheat all laid out in precision under gorgeous blue skies.
Speaking of crops. There's a little crop of wild blackberries behind the house. I waited patiently for them to turn black and then snipped off a couple to eat. Yuk! Bitter! I'll just buy mine from the grocery store from now on!
There's a connection between me and sycamore trees. When I was in the fifth grade another student and I read a book out loud to the class. I remember being so nervous each day as we stood in front and read. She'd read a page then I'd read a page. I don't remember the name of the book, but I do remember when I couldn't pronounce the word "sycamore." I said "sike-a-more." I also remember the teacher was not so friendly in her correction. I may not like the reminder of it's name, but I do like their seedpods and their rough bark! Well, mostly I like their bark. It falls off once and year and makes the most horrible mess in the yard!
I did it! I drowned my flowers. I'm used to hot and dry June's, so while we were on vacation I placed several pots in plastic containers with a little water in the bottom to keep them hydrated. How was I to know it was going to rain everyday and drown my little flowers! I replaced them this week and am now enjoying the pretty portulaca flowers. They're usually hardy, maybe I won't drown these!
Enjoy your weekend!