Back to the Farm
On Friday, Ken and I drove to the city of Mobile to visit some dear ones there and take care of a bit of business for the country cemetery we've been volunteering for. Kathy, one of my dearest college friends, whom I met my first quarter on campus and rumbled with for the next four years, has spent too much time in hospitals in the last year due to a variety of health issues. I wanted to see her in person and was thrilled to find her at home for a change. We met her two roly-poly cats and enjoyed a companionable visit chattering about our coterie of mutual friends and catching up on each other's lives.
|UnkaJim and his lovely wife|
Friday night our PNW cousin Rich and his brother Tommy, who lives locally, came over to Nanamama's for a good dose of her Southern cooking. And what a spread she prepared! All manner of veggies, cornbread and some 'cued ribs left everyone soporifically sated. We were all eager to catch up with the goings-on in each other's lives and spent the rest of the evening in lively conversation.
|Lonesome Pine Farm|
When UnkaJim inherited the farmhouse and the property immediately around it, he changed the name from Clover Hill to Lonesome Pine Farm. He now lives in Mobile but still enjoys visiting Lonesome Pine, as do his children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.
|Rich shows Jeanne how it's done.|
|What's for dinner?|
|The giant sandbox|
|For older kids, the gravel pit offers a safe place for a bit of target practice.|
|There's some fried fish on that table, thanks to our fishermen, and Nanamama, our wonderful cook.|
The next day was Easter, and everyone dressed in their spring finery. All too soon, it was time for us to depart so we could get Steven home to return to school the following day. As much as we missed the cousins and siblings, aunts and uncles who couldn't be there, it was another fun time on the farm.
More Photos from Our Trip to the Farm
|On the way south, we stopped to visit nephew David at the University of West Alabama, his new coaching home.|
|Very close to the farm is the resting place of many other relatives. We like to visit them also.|
|Sport, the wonder dog|
|Cousins reunited: Richard, Steve, Di, Tommy and Jeanne|
|Three of the Duncan boys (We all missed Bruce, who was in rehab in Tallahassee!)|
|Richard, a city boy on a country lane|
|Like the farmhouse, Lake Jose once had another name. Our grandmother called it Mirror Lake, for obvious reasons.|
|Steven and Carson play "together", each on his individual device. "We can talk; we just can't listen," Carson explained.|
|Sister J gets the big catch of the day.|
|As kids we called these sand columns with pebble tops "fairy castles," but I've never been able to find the real term for them.|
|Spring on Moccasin Lane|
|Look out below! Here comes Lizzie!|
|David and family looking good, even without their Easter bonnets.|