If Disney did a horror movie, might look like this

Left: Victoria's birthday party; she is the one in yellow who looks just like me.







My granddaughter turned six on September 11. I certainly DO wish her birthday was NOT a national day of mourning. To my daughter's credit (that's her in the photo), she has always tried to make her birthdays happy. I don't think Victoria will become self-conscious about the date until she is older, and maybe not even then.

As one commenter on a blog recently said to me: If we let them take our happiness, they have indeed been successful in totally destroying the day. I agree.

Meanwhile, my granddaughter is SIX whole years old! I will be seeing them next week for the first time in over a year, and I am very excited.

And don't these partiers look a little scary? ;)

Wordless Wednesday: Charleston is purty

Here are some random photos of my quickie Saturday trip to Charleston; I couldn't readily remember the last time I was there. We endured ungodly temperatures by 11am, and I just wilted slowly, the rest of the day... but I still remembered to tell everybody about the radio show!



Accordingly, starting off with Spanish moss, which mostly disappears by the time you get to Columbia, so we don't have any in the upstate. Boo. :( I love it!



And we were also lucky enough to have a historian in our midst, who educated us about MARYVILLE (see historic landmark), which I am shocked to discover does not even rate its own Wikipedia page. I did find one reference to Mary Mathews Just (for whom the village was named) in her famous son's obituary. Maryville was a black township founded in 1885, which had its charter revoked, poof. No town for you! (You didn't think they were going to let freed slaves do that during Jim Crow, did you?) I would like to read a historic account of the events leading up to this amazing, radically white-supermacist act (I smell kkk), but it is difficult (impossible) to find one not peppered with racist excuses. What really happened? Will we ever know?



Maryville is not even mentioned in Charleston's Wikipedia entry.



Emanuel A.M.E. church in the Maryville neighborhood, stands where the historic marker is now, and was founded in 1885.



The last photo is the interior of The Mellow Mushroom, pizza to die for throughout the southeast! (commercial) I've been to them all over, from Athens to Asheville, and no two restaurants look the same.



You can click to enlarge. Have a great Wednesday!



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Wordless Wednesday assortment

Some assorted photos for this busy Wednesday. Hope you enjoy these!



First photo: This was taken in the MORNING... good Lord, is it really that hot already?



Second photo: a section of my beloved Swamp Rabbit Trail, which restoreth my soul.



The next three photos are from Linky Stone park, downtown under the bridge: two of the children's garden and one of the stone pig. Not surprisingly, the pig is probably more popular than the garden!



Brick Street Cafe, good local place for a snack; backs right up to Reedy River Park and Swamp Rabbit Trail.



The final two photos are from Bele Chere, including the window of the Yarn Emporium (I loved the yarn mermaid) and a sign from KentuckyFriedForests.com. Take action!



As always, you can click to enlarge. Have a great day!

Wordless Wednesday: Ducks, etc

They seemed real glad to see me, until they realized I had no food. Then they turned around and waddled back into the water. Fickle, opportunistic animals!



These photos are of the Reedy River, downtown under the bridge. Also, got Crape (not Crepe) Myrtle trees! Purty!



The price of living in such a beautiful tropical paradise is... well... ((faints from heat))



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Another Random Dead Air photo gallery (with necessary spelling correction)

Featuring the Swamp Rabbit Trail, Reedy River Falls, Liberty Bridge, South Carolina Farmers Market, and all the usual suspects.

Announcement: The lovely tree at left is a CRAPE Myrtle, not a CREPE Myrtle, and please accept my profound apologies that it has taken me three whole years to correct that! (eep)

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Wordless Wednesday: swimming baby

It's my son-in-law and his little clone, my adorable grandson! (((preens))) He just turned a year old.

Wordless Wednesday: Metal band

Outside the Art Bar on Main, during Artisphere, I encountered this Metal band, made out of real metal. (And their dog too!)

I regret that I didn't see the artist's name anywhere. (To local folks: if you do know who the artist is, please leave their name in comments.)

Wordless Wednesday: Mimefield

Mimes at Artisphere on Sunday.

I don't know their names, because of course, they don't say anything.