Sunday, October 19, 2014

Early Morning Surprise

To avoid all the dastardly weekend killers like grocery shopping, laundry, and cleaning, I grabbed my iPad and took off on a walk to read my latest download from the library.  As I came to the top of hill, a place where I would choose to go right on the road or straight onto a dirt path, I looked up to assess my choices.  With my head down going from page to page I found I had mistakenly neglected my surroundings.  A soft fog bank was gently hovering over the ground.  Decision made.  Straight it would be.  Lacking my big girl camera I was forced to settle (and it was settling) for the lens on my iPad.  I know I should be happy that I had it, but as I post these photos I realize how much more this impromptu walk could have yielded. 


I walked quickly snapping shots at every turn as the light changed with the rising sun.  My iPad struggled to capture enough light to provide enough detail to make the photos . . . okay.


The fog rose and thinned more with each step so I quickened my pace wanting to see the changes in every tree I passed.


The more the sun rose and the fog dissipated the more the picture quality increased.


I would have been content to have my walk last for hours in the foggy light.



But that is not the way things work.  


On the last stretch of dirt, 15 minutes from when my eyes first rose to the sight,  I found the fog all but gone.


Back on the road looking where I had come from, I could see the bank had completely lifted leaving a thin ribbon in the now bright blue sky.


I didn't get much reading done, but the words will still be on the page when I get back to my book.

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Number 46: Fanthorp Inn State Historic Site

Last weekend the folks were in town for the weekend and we took advantage of their visit to check out the State Historic Park closest to our home, yet one we had never visited.  Fanthorp Inn in Anderson is just  15 minutes down the road and worth the drive for a history buff like my husband.


The inn started out as a small home and mercantile in the 1800's and later turned into a stage coach stop for travelers.  That's all the historic background I can give you.  I'm afraid I was focused on my photographs and not on the tour guide, though Breck could give you the low-down on all the details.


We were lucky and a cool front was blowing in during our visit making the tour of the inn very comfortable.



And you know if there is a creepy crawler around I HAVE to take its picture.  And there was.  A perfectly camouflaged praying mantis on the wood pile had me wishing I had brought my macro lens.


Looking through the simple rooms gave me incentive me to do a little more purging around my own house. Back in the day people got by with far less than we seem to think we require today.




Though there is something to be said for simplicity, I will admit to being attached to indoor plumbing.


No Candy Crush or Farmville in the parlor, just old school checkers and dominoes.







Total fan of the old wavy glass.  So glad it is still intact.



Out in the barn is a stage coach used to give rides, but the muddy conditions prevented such an excursion.


It's a beautiful restoration.


Admission was free and so was the tour, though they accept donations.