Just a couple good matches for me. Crochet and some finger pickin’ on The Gibson.
Rural Missouri is defintely close to my heart and makes me homesick every single time I stop and reflect in places like this.
Just a rural ‘blocked’ door photo from Bahner, Missouri. The old Dodge “Door” is in full view though.
Missouri has many of these “Blink-and-it’s-gone” communities. Pettis County, my residence, is no exception. I grew up less than a mile from one. (future doorscursion) They remain for the most part unchanged except for the weathering of the wood and metal adornments.
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I took a step back in time this week for the photo challenge. During our youngest daughter’s graduation party, a few photos were taken inside Hotel Bothwell.
Responsible for it’s establishment in 1927 was local historical figure, John H. Bothwell.
The Ballroom has it’s own ambience with the details and warmth.
But those chandeliers!!!
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Norm, the host of Thursday Doors, says I have til Saturday morning to post my entry in his weekly challenge. I’m thankful for that generosity this week. Lots to do this time of year.
Our pile of hand made items. We are in the homestretch of the craft show season once we finish this show. Only one more left to go…..
Sharing with you some of the charm of Historic Downtown Cole Camp in the next few pics.
Colecamp was first settled in the 1830’s and is along what is known as the Butterfield Trail. The Butterfield Trail was a stage line that operated between 1858 – 1861.
Bellview Hotel on the National Historic Registry.
Some delicious sweets inside those doors.
Some clothing perhaps?
Entrepreneurs take notice.
These are gorgeous doors but I hope the person who decides to start their business here gets rid of that air conditioner. Not cool. (Pardon the pun)
This week I’m feeling a little nostalgic after a loss in my family. Attending a Catholic funeral brought back some memories of my childhood and figured I’d just go with the stuff on my mind.
My Doors entry for the week is our local Sacred Heart Church. According to a local historian, it was dedicated in 1893. The style is Gothic like the European cathedrals of the 13th century.
The inside is exceptionally beautiful. Maybe photos sometime after I ask permission?
A view looking up. Sedalia, Missouri has some real treasures.
Cornerstone laid 1892.
Some side notes:
- I first entered these doors with my childhood babysitter. She is the one biggest influence leading to my adult life. Loved her like my second mother. I can pretty much blame her for my chosen career path. Miss her so.
- My grandfather, father and his brothers were all local painters and at some point or other were hired to paint in, on and around Sacred Heart Church and it’s other buildings. But that cross on the top was only tackled by one of my uncles. He was the only one brave enough to climb it. Don’t worry OSHA. This was before you were formed. His story I’ll save for another day…..after I find that photo of him.
Plowin through the ragid skies and up a cloudy draw….. Ghost Riders in the Sky.
Heading across the Missouri State Fairgrounds, August 16, 2016.
So this week, share an image where you see a particularly strong connection between what we see and what you felt as you pressed that shutter button on your camera or phone.
We’re takin a Sunday drive and it’s pretty brisk outside the truck. Saw plenty of photo opportunities if you wanted to freeze your tail end off. But I did not. Forgot my jacket. Lo and behold we see something stirring out the passenger window. The turkey are in the distance getting ready to go behind that stand of trees. The sun is in my eyes and I have no idea if this will even turn out a photo since I can’t even see the digital screen. But I do know this song was on my mind…..
As I was a-gwine down the road,
With a tired team and a heavy load,
I crack’d my whip and the leader sprung,
I says day-day to the wagon tongue.
Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay,
Roll ’em up and twist ’em up a high tuckahaw
And twist ’em up a tune called Turkey in the Straw.
Have a wonderful weekend!
I promised a friend from Canada some pictures from our home here in Missouri. It has been in the news this past week with all the flooding. Searching out the circle we call “Sun” in this photo. No flood waters here.
No flooding here either. Just my dream home off in the distance. If only I had a few million dollars.
A view from the vehicle window because it was too cold to get out and walk around while waiting for Ron at the DMV (department of motor vehicles). I kind of like this photo.
I just knew we’d see flooding on the Missouri River crossing the bridge, but nothing was unusual other than a bank full river. Good thing or this bridge crossing probably wouldn’t have been do-able. It heads right into the river bottoms. Not the best place to be during a flood.
To see many pictures of the flooding, I suggest Googling, “2015 Missouri flood pictures” Plenty to see. I am personally glad I didn’t see much.
My prayers and thoughts with all the victims affected by this tragic event.