After Sherman and I drop the kids off at school, we usually take a different route home. Here are some of the sights we see.
Here is a historic church. It was built in 1812. I know this doesn't sound very old to some of my European friends...but for the USA, that is old. Interstingly enough, I read a diary exerpt at our library...written by a teenage girl, who's father was the pastor of this church. It was a fun read. She sounded similar to a typical teenage girl of today...except for she and her friends were working on a friendship quilt together.
Here is the county court house. I've never been inside of it. I've heard that it is beautiful. It has a lot of history too. If you ever visit my town, you can't miss this building. I didn't grow up in this town, but as a kid I remember driving by this building. It was always what I thought of when someone mentioned this town.
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The side walk looks empty now-that's a surprise!
It was still only about 8:45 in the morning. Most places weren't even open yet.
Nice photos of a beautiful little city!
Looks like a wonderful place to take a walk on a warm summer morning. It is a beautiful little city.
It does look like a nice place. I have a hard time calling it a city though, even though I know it is. It's more like a town to me.
Aaahhh, Sigh, so peaceful. Clean, quiet, bet your crime rate is low too.
Unfortunately...people are sinful here too.
How did you go about finding the diary? I'm always interested in reading a good book like that.
I'm catching up on your posts from while I was gone. nice photos.
It was actually a magazine article. A local magazine obvioiusly. It was about 13 years ago. I want to find it again! I was interested in quilting at the time and I think that is how I ran across it.
I thought it would be fun to blog more about her and post a picture of the house she lived in and maybe another of the church.
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