Oh what an Awesome, loving Heavenly Father to bless his children with the unspeakable, indescribable, wonderful scent of the honeysuckle flower, wafting heavily, moving smoothly through the night air. I took a walk up the driveway after dark tonight, and the sweet, sweet scent followed me, enveloped me, clung to me on the cool night breeze. Oh to share it with you, even just a whiff of what I was experiencing as the pleasant night air washed away the heat of the day. I looked up above and marveled at the twinkling stardust scattered across the darkness, sparkling like diamonds in the sun. The lightening bugs and the glowworms were showing off, the tree frogs were singing at the top of their voices and the big daddy bull frogs in yonder pond croaked out their mournful, soul song. Across the river, a campfire burned bright on the bank as the chug, chug of a barge made it's way upriver to the tune of the whippoorwills calling in the hollow. Wow! a very pleasant walk indeed. Just needed someone to share it with. Any takers for tomorrow night. The honeysuckle is calling.
I went from feeling like this ugly thing looks to dancing, [almost]
Good, simple, old time food, served on pewter [?] plates.
Before restoration and relocation.
Not sure of time period here.
Historic Michie Tavern- A famous tavern of the 1700's . A wealth of traditional charm clings to early American taverns. The very words create an atmosphere of candlelight, graciousness and hospitality. At historic Michie Tavern, ca. 1784, just below Jefferson's beloved Monticello [meaning Little Mountain] the pages of history are turned back more than 200 years where a striking portrayal of preRevolutionaary life may still be observed.
Michie tavern was established in 1784 by a Scotsman William Michie. The tavern served as the social center of it's community and accommodated travelers with food, drink, lodging and "good keeping of horses." This Virginia Historic Landmark was relocated to Monticello Mountain in 1927 and became a textbook example of the 1920's Preservation Movement. www.michietavern.com
A BIG old cedar tree on the Yorktown battlefield.
Tim and Thomas Jefferson, good friends.
The Kings Treasures, Williamsburg Va.
Lookout point, way up in the mountains. 
He,s in crab heaven. Facebook.com/CaptainGeorges
The last wind storm brought this branch crashing down. It hung directly over the house but the angels pushed it off to the side. I call that a heavenly tree trimmer. It's bigger than it looks, too heavy for me to budge. It could have come through the roof like an arrow and done some REAL damage, PTL!
It came from way up high in the tippy top.
