Saturday, December 3, 2011

Appalachacola, Carrabelle, Fl.

 Often in our culture, we tear down anything 'old'.  Not true in many foreign countries.  I'm glad some history has been saved, when I can stand and view a slave home on the property of an early leader of Appalachacola.
 How many times had eyes stared out this window?  How much life evolved inside.  Where did the residents and their family go later on? .......................??? questions.
 The 'Main' house is kept up now as a tourist atttaction.  Decorated for Christmas, this one front window with a reflection of the flying American Flag in the glass window, caught our eye.
 NOT store bought, but finely crafted with love and attention in an old fashion kind of way.
 Home garden decorated for the Christmas Season.
 Below, one of several bat houses on the property.
 This part of Florida is slowly giving in to the development that is commonly changing our country from quaint to generic, but much of the 'old' is certainly there and the locals are proud of their heritage.  Nice town, nice vibes.
 A war memorial in a special square, contained bronze statues for each of the 5 US services proudly displayed.  Very Nice!
 Local art had changed this old home into a gallery.  Funky but it sure made me smile.  Had to stop and do a walk about.
 Old, mixed with new.  The 'tire' told you of another chapter in this town's history.  The vine? well the book that is being written.
 Gosh, I was trying to figure out how I could get this sweetie to join my crew!?
 Or this one!!!  Yes, once a sailor, always a don't grow out of certain things.  ;)
 Dorothy noted the nets were colored perfectly for the Christmas Season!

 Not many of the wooden fishing boats left.  Time, hurricanes and the cost of this highly labor intensive craft have taken the majority to the bone yards of the deap blue or the local marshes.  They photograph so well though, and I can't stop imagining stories lived aboard these vessels.
 'Art' in the eye of the (this) beholder.
 A bronze copy of the Vietnam Memorial art standing in DC is at a park in Appalachacola,Fl.
A sight once common when I was a kid, were fields and fields of cotton in the southern U.S.  No more.  This cotton was decorative growth in a private garden.