Horses, National Parks, and road trips. Oh, my! Yes, it’s been one of those weeks.
Writing-wise, all I had time for this week was researching Army uniforms of the War of 1812, which is the closest I can get to my 1816 setting. You’d think it would be a boring topic, but I found it quite fascinating. Learned what half-gaiters are, as well as neck-stocks (you’re just dying to know, aren’t you...?).
What kept me so busy? A last minute TDY for Hubby equaled a last second road trip for me and the kids. There was no way we were going to spend the last week of summer break sitting around the house and missing Daddy. The six-hour trip to Nashville turned into ten since we stopped off at the Chickamauga-Chattanooga National Military Park on the way up. It became cancellation #6 in my National Parks Passport.
Did you know that Chattanooga is considered “The Gateway to the South”? The Confederacy fought fiercely to hold the city because it was the only pathway through the mountains. Hold Chattanooga and they would hold the Federals at bay behind the wall of the Smokies. Although they had a victory at the nearby Chickamauga Creek, they lost the city allowing Sherman to begin his march to the sea. Sad days for the Rebels.
Besides time spent with family, the highlight of our Nashville trip was a visit with Festus, the horse. Festus’ sweet mom, Shar, invited the kids and me to come for a ride. I got to help saddle and bridle him, and I’m still sighing with contentment. When I left, I once again asked God why He’s always chosen for me to live in a situation where owning a horse is not an option. It’s own of those dreams I’ve always had, although over the years, it’s morphed from owning a horse to simply getting hands-on experience with one. (See, God? I’m trying to compromise here!) Awesome lady that she is, Shar volunteered to instruct me every time I visit the area. Thank you, Shar! I’ll be taking you up on that.
What about you? Do you have a dream that you feel will never be realized? What do you think God’s reason is for withholding it? He has one, and knowing Him, it’s a good one. ;-)
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On the way home, we stopped by two more National Parks (another dream of mine? Visit all of them!). Cancellation #7 was Stones River National Battlefield. The kids were sworn into the Junior Park Rangers program. Way cool. They went around answering questions in their booklets and earning their first park rangers pin. It was a great incentive for them to soak up infor about the Civil War and this particular battle. A touching bit of history--Before the battle began, the military bands played throughout the night. When the Yankees struck up Home Sweet Home, the Rebel band joined in and together they mourned the threat to their homes and lives. Civil Wars are the worst sort. Above is a photo of the location were Union soldiers held the Confederates at bay at a high cost to their lives. Bullets ricocheted off the rocks and killed many as they sought cover in the crevices. If you look closely, you'll find my son's head sticking up in the center.
An hour and a half further down I24, we stopped at Russell Cave National Monument where the kids earned their second Junior Park Rangers pin and I stamped cancellation #8 in my passport. After weeding out all the Evolution, we came away with the knowledge that going way, way back this particular cave was inhabited by the first Americans. There were no cave drawings, stalactites, or anything that exciting, but we did see a lovely black a skink on the path to the cave. The whole thing was rather anticlimactic, but we’re glad we stopped. Gotta see them all!
Reading-wise, I finished The Stones by Eleanor Gustafson and recommend it for lovers of biblical fiction. Excellent writing. You can read my thought over at the COTT Book Club. What are you reading these days?
Monday, kids are off to start another year of school. I'm too young to be the mother of a 4th grader. :-)
Have a splendid week, and I'll see you on the other side of the Lord's Day!
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