I took these pictures at a park in Athens, Alabama.
Last week I went to visit Aunt Kathy in Mobile, Alabama. She has about 40 acres of land located on a dirt road.
To get to her house, I had to drive through a big mud puddle. I actually went through the puddle four times. Mom was not happy, but I thought it was a ton of fun.
The water splashed onto the engine of my Jeep and it started to steam. Mom was freaking out and thought the engine was smoking. I tried to calm her down and explain the temperature gauge was in the normal range and it was just steam. She didn’t believe me and was reluctant to stay in the vehicle.
Eventually, we made it to Kathy’s house. There are bears living on her property, so I went exploring the woods hoping to get a picture of one of the bears.
Unfortunately, the only animal I found was a turtle. I ended up getting covered in mud when I took its picture. When I made it back to the house I was covered in dirt, mud, and sweat. I smelled horrible, but I had planned for this and had an extra set of clothes that I could put on after taking a shower.
I really enjoy exploring Kathy’s property and maybe one day I will find those bears.
I went to Mobile, Alabama, last week to see my cousin Becca graduate with her nursing degree.
While I was there, I was able to visit her farm. Becca has a potbellied pig named Penelope. The pig was a bit grouchy, but I did get to pet her for a little while. Her hair is really bristly and tough. It hurts if you pet her against the fur.
Becca also had a donkey named Timothy. The donkey was a bit nervous, but friendly. I was able to pet and hand feed the donkey. However, he ran away when I laughed.
In the house Becca has an aquarium with an albino frog. The frog was under water, so I decided to reach into the aquarium and touch the frog. It jumped so fast that it scared me. I jerked my hand out of the aquarium and screamed like a little girl. Becca thought the whole thing was funny, but it was a little embarrassing.
I had a great time visiting Pate Farm.
Reposted from 25 February 2017
Twenty years ago, there was a quadruple homicide in this house. The victims were teenagers and they were killed for accusing a young man of stealing a cell phone.
The guilty individual, as well as his two accomplices, were convicted and the house was eventually abandoned.
I drive by this house all the time and this week I was compelled to look inside of it. It’s hard to describe how I felt entering the house.
There was a mixture of sadness and grief, due to the senseless murders that happened here. I can’t even imagine how those poor teenagers felt as they realized their lives were coming to an end. Also, I felt angry. How can someone be so evil and callused?
I didn’t know the teenagers, but I feel for them and their families. I wonder what they would have accomplished if their lives were not taken from them.
I left the house with a heavy heart and a lot of questions.
Update: The house has been torn down since this was originally posted.
I found the Fountain of Youth. Unfortunately, it’s broken.
Our trip to Nashville wouldn’t be complete without a walk downtown. The city was hopping with people everywhere having a good time. I will say, the number of mobile taverns caught me by surprise.
As a country girl, my favorite part of the downtown area was Capital Park. It was beautiful and peaceful.