More Tennessee Farms
If there is a God I think I may have seen his hand….
Maybe I should call the news and claim I saw the hand of God or something. Probably less ridiculous than seeing Jesus’ face on a grilled cheese, or the under pass of a highway near a crack house. Anyway, I was talking on the phone on the front porch and saw this, so I thought I would snap a pic. I really wish I was using my Mom’s Canon XTI.. Someday maybe.. Taken with a Canon SD900, and adjusted a bit in PS CS3

Paxton, a Steep Driveway, a Trike, and a Baby Brother
So Paxton decided to hot dog it down my mom’s driveway on his bigwheel/trike (whatever you call it), and did fine until Parker got in the way.
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Back to Work
I’ve been draggin’ ass here the last few days and trying to get back to work. I have been plagued with a bout of insomnia earlier in the week, but I finally got some rest lastnight.
Still loading all the pics up of our trip from TN over on the GALLERY I hope to have them all up tonight, and then I am going to start loading all the old pictures we have taken over the past few years. Basically something to replace the Fotki site with. I think I have finally ironed out a program that I like as well as a suitable theme for the pictures. So feel free to visit and take a look around.
Independance School.. Pickin’ and a Grinnin’
The family and I are down here in Allons Tennessee again for the 4th Holiday. We got in yesterday morning and decided to head to this little school down the way, that looks straight from the 1930’s. It’s no longer used as a school any longer, but it is used for community get togethers and what not.
Every Saturday they have a get together (which I am unsure of what the name of it is, if it’s named at all) where they play music by locals. From what I hear, it starts at 6pm and goes on as long as people are willing to play. My mom took us up there to show a little of what goes on.
We get there, and there are people wondering through the hallways of this school. They still have the plaques, trophies, and class pictures from the past. I think the last one that we could find was from 1987, and as early as 1952, but I’m not sure when the school was built. I will have to ask one of the locals next time. We we walked in the assembly room (I assume) there were 7 people playing and singing. I could feel the stares from the people in the room as Melissa and I walked in with the kids. We ain’t from around these here parts.
It was definitely cool to watch a little bit of history and know that these types of gatherings still go on somewhere. Being from the city I haven’t seen anything like this (short of a hippy drum circle at ComFest). The fiddle player that was there last night was amazing. I don’t necessarily like country/bluegrass, but I can appreciate the musicianship of these people. From what I was told, I guess anyone that wants to play just needs to show up and hop in with the “House Band” (pictured below)
We stayed up there for probably a good hour or so before the kids got anxious and were a little bored. But my mom took her Canon XTI up with her and I got to take some pictures with it.








