Monday, November 20, 2017

Follow My Florida Footprints...



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Well, I bought the cupcakes. Gracie's cupcakes. They are my Florida favorite: filled with key lime or raspberry puree and topped with cream cheese frosting. Of course, there's the tiramisu cupcake, Boston Cream Pie and triple chocolate ones too. I love them all. But why am I talking about cupcakes? Because I'm bringing 12 mini cupcakes to the Thanksgiving potluck this week. I know it is not very traditional, but I always try to bring something that I would love to eat! I hope somebody brings the turkey. Not me. 

My favorite Thanksgiving treat is stuffing and a good gravy. What's yours? The holidays are so different in Florida. Sure, you still see a few Christmas commercials, but, it sure doesn't feel like Christmas. Not with bare feet. 

Happy Thanksgiving! 

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Monday, November 13, 2017

This Week at the Beach...


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I've called at least one of my beach walks epic. That's because of all the sea shells.

Look!



The beach I'm staying adjacent to, Lover's Key State Park, is the very same beach that me and my parents would go shelling on when I was a kid. In fact, I remember seeing the high rise beyond the mangroves and thinking, "Wouldn't it be cool to stay there! I could be the first one on the beach!" Back then, my dad would drive our old R.V. all the way to Florida, where we'd eat at one waffle house after another, until we arrived at the pearly gates. Then we'd camp out in style on the driveway of a relative that lived in Fort Myers Beach. Boy, coming from a farm, I thought Harold and Estel were living the dream. 


On beach days, my dad would get up well before the coo of the morning doves, and drive us the short distance to Lover's Key. (It was called Carl Johnson State Park back then) We'd sneak in with the wild cats and raccoons, and go shelling at sunrise. Needless to say, those were the good ole days. I was in heaven. The raccoons shown above are probably the direct descendants of the raccoons that stole our hot dog buns back in the day!


Stay tuned for more...


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Monday, November 6, 2017

Florida. Day by Day...


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I've never posted real time vacation photos before. Normally, I don't want to announce to potential blog burglars that I'm not at home. (Plus, it's nice to take a blogging break) But, someone is at home. My husband and two cats are still enjoying gloomy Minnesota skies and damp, cold weather. Me? Not so much. Now, I'm only living in Minnesota for 11 months a year - one month would be enough for me. 

Last year, I was busy illustrating a children's book. Well, that's done. You can check out the illustrations here!  This year, I decided to keep blogging and post a photo highlight for each sun soaked day. Then post them through the month of November...

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Monday, October 30, 2017

Haunted Bonaventure and Colonial Park Cemeteries


Colonial Park Cemetery has only 700 grave stones...but historical records show that 14,000 people are buried here. Oops. I guess it is no lie when locals say that Savannah is a city built on its dead. The eerily sad wall of misplaced headstones anchors the back of this photo. 



Bored Union soldiers painstakingly altered many of the misplaced headstones during the Civil War. One poor lady buried in Colonial Park had 700 children after the Yankees showed up! Another resident lived for the ungodly long time of 138 years. And Others, like the stone above, show a father of 11 years, a wife of 17 years and a son of 12 years. Hmmmm, the math doesn't quite add up. 






If you visit Colonial Park Cemetery, steer clear of the shadowy figure of Rene Asche -  the 7 foot giant that was lynched here, after being accused of mutilating two young girls near his home. (huge footprints leading away from the scene hinted at his guilt) 

But did he do it?


God only knows. Or maybe a good Savannah psychic. 



The infamous Bonaventure Cemetery will always be remembered as the spot to drink a stiff martini at the grave of Conrad Aiken. For more on that story (and others) visit my Two Tears in a Bucket post. Or read Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. (if you haven't done so already)









They say the Wilmington River, flowing through the above photo, was the inspiration for the song Moon River. Johnny Mercer is just one of the famous residents at Bonaventure. 

I didn't feel any spirits at Bonaventure, (I didn't even have a martini) but they say that certain angelic or demonic sculptures come alive at night. Besides that, some Savannahians say that the angular granite faces of certain sculptures change their facial expression to a smile or even a ferocious scowl -  as the mood strikes. Either way, the hanging moss, balmy breezes and beautiful historic granite markers are sure to leave a smile on your face. 

For more spooky Halloween fun, visit The Chorus of the Crows I re-posted a couple old favorites: Two Feathered Floozies and my tour of the creepy Sand Hill Cemetery

Happy Halloween! 

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Monday, October 23, 2017

Savannah, Georgia: Part 2 (the spooky part)


The Kehoe House (and trolley)

Following the Civil War, business boomed for William Kehoe. Soon after, he built this beautiful brick mansion for his wife and 10 children. Unfortunately, after a mysterious disaster in one of the many chimneys, the Kehoe's were left with only 8 children. 

These days, guests of the bed and breakfast (which doesn't allow children) might hear the whispering of playful youngsters in the bowels of night. Some (lucky?) guests, have been startled awake in the night by the gentle strokes from tiny fingers. Of course, the home's haunted history probably wasn't improved by the fact that it was a funeral home for much of the 1900's.







A ghost walk?


The resident flute guy of Johnson square. (He's very much alive)




Guess what was discovered in the backyard of this hotel? 
Human remains. 

During the civil war, the hotel was utilized as a hospital for union soldiers. Local experts decided that the remains were most likely the digits, arms and legs of those unlucky fellows. Now, guests of the hotel report sightings of dismembered ghouls in the black of night. Creepier still, are the mysterious nurses who are on midnight mission to check the pulses of certain guests - after all, the nurses need to find out if you are sleeping or perhaps...dead.  




Amputation... I mean, ice cream anyone? 
The famous Leopold's. 


Skeleton keys to the city. 




We stopped by this pink beauty for an estate sale. (the resident must have passed on to you know where)



This slab of granite is the memorial for Indian leader Tomochichi. The local knowledge that the Indian leader passed on to the founder of Savannah, James Oglethorpe, was crucial for the early survival of the colony. You can find the rock in Wright Square - which was the location of the first female hanging. It is said that the ghost of Alice Riley still roams the square looking for her baby. 

She was pregnant before she was hanged. 






The bloodiest hour of the Revolutionary war happened in Madison Square. This statue is a memorial to Sergeant Jasper (see below) Now, this square is considered the most haunted place in Savannah - as disimbodied moans, growls and curses are often heard in the night. 









The unfortunate history of the Owens -Thomas House includes 350 slaves. The walls of the slave quarters seen beyond the courtyard still harbor original "haint" blue paint. The indigo hued color was thought to ward off spirits.  (I guess spirits can't cross over water) 




Ghost busters?





Now, for my favorite kind of Savannah activity - the imbibing of spirits (whiskey) in Johnson square.  

Cheers!

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