Your GPS is Oh, So Very Wrong

This explains everything.

This explains everything.

There’s one more picture (which deserves its own feature post) that I took when we visited the Highlands.

First, a quick backstory.

So my parents’ cabin is a skip and a hop from this small town in Tennessee. I mean, this town is small. It’s on the map, but I think it’s virtually a ghost town, but people still live therein.

There is a bit of a town block, if you will…a row of those old, turn-of-the-century brick buildings, which really would look nice if someone had the money and inclination to restore them.

Every time we go through that town, as it were, our GPS goes nuts and gets scrambled. “Re-calculating. Re-calculating!” it warns. And we’re like, “But you told us to go this way!”

Well, I think we’ve all been vindicated. Check out the new sign that they put up!

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Weekend at the Highlands

The creek.

The creek.

Lefty, Princess Buttercup, the pups, and I all spent the weekend at my parents’ cabin in south Tennessee. It was Memorial Day weekend, so we decided to head out of town.

This was Spike’s first visit, and it was the first time that our family has been back since poor Samson lost his life on the road in front of the cabin.

People learn from their mistakes, so we were extra careful watching that the dogs didn’t go near the road…even though the road is about 300 yards from the cabin.

We had a great time enjoying hamburgers, hotdogs, s’mores, and the great outdoors.

A view from the hill.

A view from the hill.

My mom calls the place “the Highlands” after our ancestral home. I mean…not that we ever lived in Scotland or Ireland, but it’s where everyone in our family started from according to documentation.

Headed up the ridge on the ATV.

Headed up the ridge on the ATV.

The place has a gurgling creek, hay fields, and a very steep incline that leads to part of Chestnut Ridge.

My dad rents the place out to a local guy, who uses it as a hay field. That’s why the grass looks so tall over Spike’s head.

Spike in the hay field.

Spike in the hay field.

It rained part of the time, so we hung out on the back porch and played cards. Lefty was off riding the ATV, and Princess Buttercup and I were playing “War.” We heard a sound in the trees nearby and watched as a big water snake fell from a tree. (Shiver!) It was so creepy. Back at home, Lefty looked it up and read that it was a non-venomous variety that could climb trees. According to the website, cottonmouths can’t climb trees.

I don’t care what kind of snake it is. They all creep me out!

Hey, Snuggles!

Hey, Snuggles!

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Our gear.

Our gear.


Tennessee farmhouses.

Tennessee farmhouses.

The Twickenham Historical District

potted_flowersThe first time I’d heard the name Twickenham, I thought it sounded like “Twinkie,” and I had laughed and laughed.  I had recently moved to Huntsville as a single, in search of a teaching job, and one of my college buddies had invited me to worship with her and her husband at Twickenham Church of Christ.  I, of course, had heard of London (duh) but not of Twickenham.

So Huntsville, Alabama has it’s own Twickenham Historical District that I love to walk through.  They have a walking tour that I need to take with Princess Buttercup this summer, and every Christmas I just get too busy to go on their “Spirit of Christmas Past Homes Tour” with luminaries.  One year they even had bagpipes, and one of my flautist friends also played there at Christmas.  Really, next year I need to schedule in time to go!!

According to their web site, The Twickenham Historical District Walking Tour, Twickenham is “Alabama’s largest antebellum district [consisting of] Federal, Italianate and classical architecture…”  The Weeden House was built in 1819, and is “Alabama’s oldest house open to public.”

The pictures that I took the other day give you a little idea of what I love so much about the Twickenham Historical District.
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Church of the Nativity, Episcopal

Church of the Nativity, Episcopal

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Southern Small Town Style

Art Studio

Art Studio

I recently took these photos from the small north Alabama town of Athens. I composed them with the idea of just giving you a little sample of elements of the town’s style. Feel free to use them if you wish, but I would really appreciate if you give me the photo credit and link back to http://www.thewritesteph.com.

Traditional small town atmosphere juxtaposed with high-tech aerospace company.

Traditional small town atmosphere juxtaposed with high-tech aerospace company.

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This drug store serves up delicious coned ice cream for visitors, young and old.

This drug store serves up delicious coned ice cream for visitors, young and old.

Potted Lantana brings curb appeal to busy streets.

Potted Lantana brings curb appeal to busy streets.

Classic. Southern. Character.

Classic. Southern. Character.

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Traditional Greek revival style court house.

Traditional Greek revival style court house.

Lichen on post.

Lichen on post.