We got my folks' bulldog running and took it out for a spin around the neighborhood yesterday. It's amazing how much more you see when you go slower than in the car and further than you can walking!
We took time to look at the little graveyard that is along our road. Surprisingly, some of the graves were quite recent.
But most look like they have been there for a very long time.
The oldest one we found was from 1914 - so nearly a hundred years old, but not that old compared to other graveyards we've seen down here.
Along the road, we stopped to take some pictures of things we see every day, but that were interesting when we first observed them.
Like this abandoned farm house,
a whole area of trees with white blossoms,
the school bus passing under the Chinaberry tree,
24 bales of newly harvested cotton,
a field full of peanut hay bales,
A peekaboo view of our house and the other homes along the lakeside from across the field,
the sweet gum tree turning color for fall,
and a colorful jungle of poke berries. Fall is definitely a pretty time of year.
the school bus passing under the Chinaberry tree,
24 bales of newly harvested cotton,
a field full of peanut hay bales,
A peekaboo view of our house and the other homes along the lakeside from across the field,
the sweet gum tree turning color for fall,
and a colorful jungle of poke berries. Fall is definitely a pretty time of year.
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