Day 2

I'm back at my post on the back porch. No one else is up and all is quiet. The quiet has been as much of a character in this weekend story as any of us. There are absolutely no sounds except those of nature. Another main character in this saga is the cabin. Here are a few shots I didn't get until yesterday. 

Front

Bev and my cousin Karen will love this old door. 

Screen door to the "new" section of the house. 

Got a kick out of this tub. Amazingly good shower 

A little bird thought so too. Margaret even entertained a little green lizard while she was there. 

Included this for Sophie. 

Bloody Mary's at the fine arts table. 

Anna planned a thoughtful ceremony to welcome Candy into the third phase of her womanhood - wise, old age. She called the ceremony a Croning. 

Here is her altar of special things and people. 

We toasted Candy and spoke about each of our connections to her. Afterwards, we blew bubbles. 

Next was another ride with Anna driving. 

I had been wanting to get a look at this tiny cemetery. 

This was quite different. 

Never have seen anything like it. 

On our return we were greeted by Jack the dog. He signaled the arrival of Anna's mom. 

We were so pleased to see she came wearing her goddess headband!!!

Jack is her constant companion. So sweet. 

Night closing in again. 

Screen porching it. Fabulous dip (no pic), thanks Margaret. Who also wanted it duly noted that she wore her headdress longer than anyone even though she WAS the youngest here. She receives the goddess extroidinare award I guess. 

Bonfire and music. 

Finished the evening with another great meal from Anna. 

One thing I forgot to show was the gopher turtle hole. 

They are very endangered and the Higts are helping in conservation efforts. They are hibernating now. There are several dens on the land that they have relocated to keep them safe. Locals like to eat them!?!  They grow to more that a foot in diameter and live to be up to 80 years old. The one that lives here is named Apple. 

Goddess weekend

So...this is the scene as I write this post. It is early morning and I am in the wilderness that is southern Mississippi, near Leakesville. It is foggy now but promises to be a beautiful day. It will have a hard time topping yesterday. 

We are here to celebrate Candy's 60th. As her gift to Candy, Anna offered a weekend at her family's cabin. But let's start at the beginning. 

Margaret and I drove down Friday and met them at Momma's house (Anna's that is). 

Camellias from the yard to decorate table. Sophie, look at that hammered aluminum basket! 

The house was charming. 

Furniture like this in every room. 

Floors looked like S&P's. 

Pulled up to the cabin. It was built in 1860. 

Unpacking in the kitchen. 

Anna set a lovely table. 

Preparing our lunch. 

We loaded into this cool vehicle for a tour of the 2500 acres. 

Everywhere we looked it was beautiful. There were a couple of albino catfish in this pond. They looked light brown through the coffee colored water. There  was even an alligator in this picture. 

Cypress swamp. 

First sign of spring. 

A place to contemplate. 

Anna's brother took us down to the river. There were tracks of deer, coyotes and

raccoons leading down to the water. 

View from the high bluff. 

Brother and sister both dream of flying off this bluff. 

Holding on for dear life. 

Another beautiful spot

Look at that photo op tree. 

Getting her goddess on. 

The dog trot lighting the way to the bathroom. 

The fireplace. 

Ghosts of spiders past. 

Sparklers ended the night.