Bones of Contention

These are one set of many deer horns hanging under the barn. Most of the horns are nailed to the rafters. These however, if you will notice, are hanging by a sting from the rafters. The story goes (and there are always two tails ya know). I will present one and I have been assured that the other story will surface soon. Needing rattling horns this nice little four point was just right. So sawing them apart seemed the perfect solution. Not knowing what wrath would be incurred dad proceeded to saw them apart. They worked well, but he now wishes he could somehow put them back together. Part two coming soon from a blog near you.

Gotcha..

I got him! It's a little dark, but I got him in his natural setting which was my goal. I am going to continue to photograph him (and any others that come along) to get some really good color and better quality pics. That's it for today!

Downtown

This is my favorite of the old homes downtown. It is on North Street.

As a kid, I always thought it looked like a damsel's castle. It was grey back then

and really looked more like a castle.

I was standing behind the Federal Court House when I took this, right across the street from Moss & Kuhn. I know they were wondering what I was doing.
This of course is the Arsenal. Wayne and I attended a seminar

there this week on Retirement.

We found out we don't get to!

I was downtown having lunch on my birthday with Sandy & Shelia at Magnolia's when this barge went by Bellamy's curb. We had just finished lunch and I was heading to the bank. Well of course the bridge opened to let this barge go by. So I darted through some side roads and went to the waterfront parking. I caught the barge just as it was making the turn towards the new bridge.

It's amazing what you can see downtown

RR

Worked loose, or dropped? A RR Spike lays in the rocks on the track

that runs behind our house.

I liked this one better in B/W. The train was still running when we moved into our house. Which was scary because the kids loved to play on the tracks. (remember the goob) I feel much better now that the train is not running when kids ask, and they always ask, JuJu can we play on the tracks.

The RR spike is resting in the sun after years of hard work holding
on while the train runs clickety lack down the track.
Well, that's it for today. I was having trouble with the program, ah heck no more excues!

Late Bloomer

This daffodil is one of the last to bloom this year. It looked so pretty out there all alone. I did not get the definition in the picture that I'd like to so you could see the details of the bloom. My pictures always look so much clearer on the full screen.

Blue and green. When I took this picture of the new growth of green against the beautiful blue sky, I thought how much blue and green is all around us. I am so glad God choose these colors, instead of say, yellow and orange. I am very happy that some things God did the choosing Himself and we can't change it. Again, the detail is not here on the leaves that is on my full screen view. But it's what I've got for today.

Rust

We were at a farm auction on Saturday. The theme of the day was rust. I'm afraid that I did not capture the farm implements as well as I wanted to. Farming as a living is being taken over by the big Farm Corporations. Like everything else it's do more with with less. I love the old Farmall Tractor, my dad had a Farmall but it was much older than the one in the pic. The sun was very very bright and I adjusted these pics some, but I have a ways to go yet. I really like old things and enjoyed the day with old Wayne.

The Old Burnt Church

I was out yesterday with Wayne (we had a great day! doing "his" stuff, more on that later). I got him to stop by the old Sheldon Church Ruins (locals call it the old burnt church). These are the remains of a church that was burnt to the ground (twice) during the Civil war once by Sherman, I'm not sure who burnt it the last time. It is kept up these days by the Episcopal Church. They have services there the Sunday after Easter each year, pretty neat. It is used a lot for weddings, which are beautiful (if you can plan it around the gnats). I went on a Plantation tour once and a black lady was at the church singing old spiritual, I got cold chills.

I posted two of the same picture by mistake, and then on purpose. Photo #1, I did nothing to, #2 I did some enhancing, I also enhanced the all the others, can you tell the difference? Do I need exaggerate it more? Help.

Resting

I went out to feed the horses today and I saw some of the tools Wayne keeps in is truck leaning on a sheet of plywood. He takes them out when he is going hunting to make room for the dogs, or other stuff. It occurred to me that the tools looked like they were resting. It's my first stab at B/W so bear with me. I think I like the first one better. Speaking of resting....I think I'll do some myself.

The Firehouse

I was thinking about my dad today. John H. Harriott. He was a volunteer fire fighter for the City of Beaufort for about 5 years, then became the Fire Chief and remained the volunteer Chief for about 15 more years. The pictures today are of the old firehouse (I think they call them stations now). The only thing that even looks like the fire house I remember as a kid are the bays where the fire trucks were parked. The bays are glassed in now making a wall for, of all things, a coffee shop. One other neat thing I remember was getting to sit in the trucks on our frequent visits, maybe even getting to ring the bell. (Very big stuff ringing the fire bell.) Another thing I remember was how clean every thing was, the trucks, the floors, the bunk rooms, everything shined. I am told that was on orders from my dad. Another thing that came I guess as a by-product was lots and lots of friends. My dad passed away April 17, 1999. That's when the friendships really became evident. One really cool thing at my dads funeral (if cool things are allowed at funerals) is that Steve Brown (not the caterer) sang "He did it his way" (his rendition of "I did it my Way") for my dad. Steve was the first black man to apply as a firefighter back in the early 60's. The City fathers were not so keen on the idea. But Steve said my dad told them if they did not hire Steve, they better be looking for a new chief too. Steve is now a retired fireman, I see him on occasion in town. There were so many people at my dads funeral, one estimate was 650. To this day there are people who still refer to him as Chief. My dad was well liked by a lot of folks and very much loved by us. I miss him. I'll probably have some more pics on my dad's life later. One last note to LT, thanks for the assignment. And thanks to ASW for starting me on this thing called a blog!

A Familiar Drive

I was rackin' my brain for the shot today. I had a late night caller, e-mailer that is, who has made a special request (gave me general subjects; I have to come up with the shot) this person (we'll call LT) enjoys the blogs but does not leave a comment. So you'll be seeing some of those request as I can come up with the shot. The top photo should be very familiar to you, LT, you sent many a day traveling this road. The second photo is a very familiar sight here in the Low Country. We have many roads with tree canopies like this one. This is the road we live on. The last picture is a certain give away. Huspa Plantation was such a large part of your life growing up. I know you have good and sad memories from here. I hope I've filled the bill for today. Maybe you'll comment now. (never mind LT, don't comment we've got them guessing, read the comments on this!)

Huspa LanePaige Point Road Wish I had not posted this one,

but could not figure out how to delete it.

Time stood still...I wish

I missed my shot today. It was the perfect one; I'd been waiting for this one for awhile, not tellin' what it was (and I'll get Shelia if she tells). Anyway, I went to grab my camera, I didn't have it!! I had left it at home. Dog-gone-it. I panicked for a moment, my hands got sweaty and then suddenly my shot was gone. Hopefully not forever. So I'm having to post some I took the other day..I am not real happy with these, I was hoping to get better ones of the clocks later. I have to go to the Town of Port Royal at least a couple times a month for work and I took this picture (top photo) on one such occasion. I hate I cut the top off of the final. If you've been to Beaufort you know the chances of getting stuck in traffic because the bridge is open is pretty good. That's how I got the picture of the Peoples Bank Clock downtown (the bank no longer exist) so the clock is front of Lipsitz's Shoe Store (a whole new set of memories for another blog). The sun was blaring on the day I took these, but it's all I got. I'll put my honkin' lens on (: (asw) and try again. Hey, Amy how's the 1/3's rule looking??? Maybe I don't want to know.

Surprise Jamie....look who stopped by

At my request..Ms. Eloise !!! I called her and asked her to stop by so I could take a picture to send to you. And she did..she was on her way to church. She said to tell you she loves you and misses you. And no matter what she will make it a point to see you and the kids next time you are here. Dad drove up when we were taking the picture, he asked her if she was back! she said her old legs would not hold up...so he asked her to just come supervise "them" on how it is done. I thought this would be a good treat for you. Love to all..xoxo

She is posing pretty....

She looks great, she said she is doing really good, enjoying not working

Wild Beauties

Coming home from work today, about 7pm, I noticed these wild beauties along the highway. The Snow Bells (top two) were at the base of a pine tree. I love them, they are so dainty and always "ring" in spring with a sweet silence. My pictures do not do them justice. The Wisteria (bottom photo) caused me have to turn around and go back to get this pic. I just caught it out the corner of my eye. I don't really care for wisteria, it has huge vines that hang in the trees, seemly strangling them. The smell is very strong and unpleasant to me. But the picture neither strangles nor smells, so I like it.

Same Direction

I have been looking at church steeples for a while wanting to post them. I've looked at a lot and will probably have more to post later. Anyway, I thought I would start with the two most "famous" ones in Beaufort. Both of these churches were used as hospitals during the civil war, so they have a great history. One less known legend has it that a prominent man in Beaufort, who will remain anonymous, attended to THE Baptist Church of Beaufort (top photo). His wife attended the Episcopal Church (bottom photo). He offered to donate the money to place a steeple on the Baptist Church because it did not a steeple at the time, he had one stipulation...it had to taller then the one on the Episcopal Church....not sure why....but if you notice the BCB steeple does not have a cross on top...it has a weather vain instead. It amazes me what crazy things become important to some folks...but one, observation I've made while studying the "great" and the "small" steeples, they all have one thing in common they all point in the same direction..... up. If only we could all stay that focused how much better off we'd be. So I hope my Sunday surprise was worth the wait.

Berry Flowery

OK! I'm tired...These were pre-the third hint from ASW. Some how they looked better before they got to this page. I shot the berries at the boat landing on Ladys Island, the Camellia was shot outside Kelly's Kut n' Kurl in Port Royal and Gerber was here at the house today. The pictures seem grainy to me. I had a Loooooooooonnnnnnngggggggg day. I have a surprise for tomorrow, seeing as how it's Sunday. xoxo

Acrobatic Thief!!!

Waiting in line...See I have red birds.... but .....

These thieving little rascals eat all my bird feed!

I think he is even watching me take his picture!

See the pole leaning, he's not deterred. Just stretches a little more.

Now, he thinks he's cute... enjoying the spoils!

Oh well, not great pictures...

although I do like the one of the cardinal, kinda framed in the holly tree,

it was really dark when I took the picture, I doctored it up a bit.

Where are my boys with their BB guns!!

I found it! What? I found history!

The trough...it was given in 1914 by the Civic League, for public use.
The Triangle Park from the corner of Bladen Street and North Street.



This is a Bird bath that is now in the triangle park where the trough used to sit,
picture taken from Bay Street.

I love Beaufort! You should have seen it today. It was wonderful. As I was riding around town doing endless errands the other day I spotted the "Triangle Park". It's a little park that is encompassed on three sides by Bat Street, North Street, and Bladen Street. Hence the triangle. I was disappointed and did not post the pictures because when I was a kid there was an old trough in the park and it was gone! Years ago, it was a watering place for horses who had come to town. (you know before cars). I always loved it. When I was a kid there was a store called Koth's right behind the park and we'd walk up there for a coke after school. (don't tell my mom) I always checked out the trough. Anyway, my mom was over on Tuesday and I asked her what happened to the trough...and she knew...it had been moved to the water front park and is now used to water the Carriage Ride horses downtown. I found it! and here it is for you to see.

Spunk and Biscuit...as requested by Luke

This is Spunk, he's a Tennessee Walker . We've had him for about 10-11 years I guess. His registered name is "Master of the Ring", that was a little to "high falutin" for us. So we call Spunk, mostly because he was a stallion. But alas, now he is a gelding. But he prances around, swingin' his head like he is still "the man." Has a lot of Spunk!

This is Biscuit w/ Spunk, we've had her about 5 / 6 years. She is a quarter horse. I don't know if you know much about horses, but mares can be .... well witchie! She's sweet most of the time but it has to be her idea. After I took this picture she said that's enough...and went to bed.

We love them, Wayne says "they like to eat and I like to feed them" so it works out nice for both parties. We don't ride them much but when the kids come we can still throw them up on them and they will oblige. Both were given to us. They both were going to be put down. (A Friend of mine brought me Spunk and about 5 years later she called and said she had Biscuit.) I could not bear the thought of them being put down. Hope this works for Luke...who loves to feed them carrots & apples and Spunk and Biscuit like to eat them,see it works out good. Also, there is a very sweet girl who visits Spunk and he "kisses" her every time she's here, really he slobbers all over her...Right CJ?