Oliver Cox Thompson

We went to a ceremony yesterday at the Thompson Cemetery in Henry County, Georgia. It was to dedicate a new gravestone for Oliver Cox Thompson. Oliver is Tommy’s 2nd great-grandfather who served during the War of Northern Aggression (or the War Between the States or the Civil War–depending on who you talk to). He was a private in Company H, 2nd Georgia Cavalry. This regiment began the war with 631 men. After three years of conflict including replacements, of which Oliver Cox Thompson was one, 18 men answered roll call at the surrender in the Spring of 1865.

The ceremony was performed by the Sons of the Confederacy at the request of my mother-in-law’s cousin Mack.

A few of Oliver’s descendants:

My mother-in-law, Doris, after revealing the new stone.

The old and new gravestones:

Rain

Did you know that Rain is a Beatles’ song? I know the song, just never knew it was named just Rain. Hmmmm…..

Because of the rain we’d had and what was predicted, Tommy and I decided to not go to BG. So yesterday when we had a whole day’s break from the rain, we took a day trip. We headed up 575 to the north Georgia mountains. We wound up in McCaysville before turning south going through Suches and Dahlonega. The trees just have a bit of color to them.

Along the way we came across an old mill. I liked it OK, but I really liked this red mill wheel:

At this mill was an old red tractor and an old red wagon, and since I apparently had my eye on red, I took a picture of the red wagon wheel.

When we got home we took Bubba for a walk. I think we all needed to stretch our legs a big. In keeping with the theme of red pictures, I took this Southern Magnolia seed pod:

Now I’ve been in the South for a long time and have always loved magnolia trees and their blossoms. So why is it that I’ve never noticed the red berries on the seed pod??

A Taste of Honey

When we got home I decided to go check out our dahlias. One bush of dahlias had a good amount of bees on the flowers. But they weren’t moving. Tommy said he thought they were dead. But, I touched one of the bee’s legs and it moved a bit. Can bees get drunk on pollen?
This guy’s head was up into the flower and only his butt and two back legs were showing. I checked this morning and he was in the same position. He’s not dead–I touched one of his wings and he moved his legs. Hmmmmm…….

All Together Now


Anne, Cleg, George and Gracie came up to BG to visit over the weekend. It seems like all we did was cook, eat and clean up (except for the period of time that Anne and I went into town to shop)! On Sunday morning we drove up to the Pisgah Inn for breakfast and to check out the Fall colors (still a week away or so). We stopped along the way to get a group shot. Shortly before this shot (and I forgot to take a picture) Tommy and Cleg had to change a tire on the truck. Thankfully we found out it was flat while we were still in the Inn parking lot and not traveling down the parkway.

These are berries from the Mountain Ash. Some of the trees we saw had bright red berries and others varied all the way to brown berries. I love the Fall!