Sunday

The lot adjacent to Moughons in Mathews Court House

Yesterday was a glorious, wondrous and simultaneously industrious day.

That's a lot of "ous" packed into one sentence day. 

I awoke to the glory of a bright, warm, sunny day but knew I could not tarry, because Easter Sunday would be the perfect opportunity to take photographs of the Court House area without traffic. So out of bed I leapt and up the road I went to take pictures like the one above.

The one above certainly does not look as though it would be a Court House or village scene.  That's because the building which once stood here was razed a long time ago.  My job for the book I'm working on is simply to record things as they are today and juxtapose them with photos of the way they were then.  Then there was a building.  Now, there's No Trespassing signs and buttercups.  And empty space.

After snapping about 30 photographs in downtown Mathews, I grabbed a cup of coffee and drove over to Gwynn's Island.  Last year I spent Easter Sunday at a sunrise service over there.  This year I held my own service from a beach chair overlooking the mouth of the Piankatank River.  After spilling most of my coffee in my lap listening to the choir of the wind and the waves, I went home to get changed for yet another adventure.

View from Gwynn's Island

This next adventure involved photographing a place which belongs to my friend Alda's husband's family. Or the husband of my friend Alda's family.  Or a family somehow connected to my friend who is named Alda.

Anyway.

 It's a beautiful old farm that lives quietly off the road leading from Mathews to Glenns.

A car load of bloggers at last year's Blog Fest will recognize this as the place we were forced to make a quick pit stop when one in our midst had an emergency that needed immediate attention. A cornfield was involved.  And that's all I have to say about that.


Moving right along...

There are acres upon acres of fields and woods just waiting to be savored on this particular piece of property.

The day was so warm and wonderful, I couldn't help myself.

I had to get down in it and do as it was beseeching me to do: savor it. My Vitamin D deprived system forced me to wallow bask in all the sunlight and greenery and fresh air and buttercups.

All this happened before 11:00 yesterday morning.

The rest of the day involved grass cutting; supper cooking; bill paying; laundry doing; dish washing; weed pulling; animal feeding; hammock testing, calendar checking; and book organizing, among many other things.

In short, Easter Sunday was one of the longest days in recent history. The best part was lying in the field above, with the rest of the day ahead of me and not one bit of urgency to accomplish any of it.

What did you do yesterday?

Three Things

Sunset off Gwynns Island, October 2010

Welcome to the Three Ring Circus of my life Three Thing Thursday, where I share three things and you share three things, on whatever topic happens to come to mind.  Anything at all.

Let's begin.

1.  This Saturday from 10-4 is the Deltaville Seafood Festival, also known as the Holly Point Art and Seafood Festival except if I called it that everyone on this side of the Piankatank would be all "Holly Point Art Festival?  What?" The Deltaville Seafood Festival promises to be chock-a-block full of good things like seafood, BBQ, Blackbeard's Scallywag School (because evidently one must obtain the proper training and certification to be a scallywag), 70 artisans and craftsmen and more.

Click here for more information.

Click here for an audio clip of one of my favorite scallywags.

2a.  Much to my chagrin, I had to don shoes, actual shoes, shoes that were not flip flops or sandals--shoes!--this week because it was so cold in the mornings.  (Since about March nothing but sandals, flip flops or bare ground have touched these feet.)

2b. If I had my way I'd never put on another shoe again.  Alas, society has its rules and my workplace wouldn't take too kindly to me showing up barefoot, although nothing would surprise them at this point.

2c. Let it hereby be known and declared thusly:  I despise shoes, except when it comes to shopping for them.  And socks are straight from the devil.

3a.  Much to my utter and sheer surprise and delight, I realized today that Monday is a federal holiday! Since I am off from the paying job the next two days, I do not have to don shoes, actual shoes, until Tuesday of next week. Hallelujah. I'm considering a celebratory sock-burning bonfire this weekend, but I'm not sure if the county's burn ban has been lifted.

3b. As wonderful as 3a is, I do have to work on Thursday and Friday, just not at a job that pays.  I'm cleaning the house, doing laundry, paying bills, grocery shopping, taking kids to school, making sure they get to and from practices, cooking and feeding them dinner working on my side project which involves painstaking research and sleuthing.

3c. Still, I can wear flip flops or go barefoot if I want, and I can remind myself there's no 100-mile commute and 8.5 hours of work on Monday.   Oh, what a wonderful feeling.

Now it's your turn.

Please share three or more things, whatever you want.