On returning home tonight we discovered this wonderful memorial to Michael Jackson in our neighborhood's special place. It may appear to be a traffic circle, but it is where we acknowledge the holidays, come together to ring in the new year, and now mourn an artist who we watched grow up, for some of us, right along with us - he was only ten years older than I am. When my son and I walked down to take pictures we saw that people had written their favorite song titles around the base of the circle. The circle above is a record album and there are candles below. It was a very creative, interactive memorial. Good job traffic circle fairies.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
An Era Passes
On returning home tonight we discovered this wonderful memorial to Michael Jackson in our neighborhood's special place. It may appear to be a traffic circle, but it is where we acknowledge the holidays, come together to ring in the new year, and now mourn an artist who we watched grow up, for some of us, right along with us - he was only ten years older than I am. When my son and I walked down to take pictures we saw that people had written their favorite song titles around the base of the circle. The circle above is a record album and there are candles below. It was a very creative, interactive memorial. Good job traffic circle fairies.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Uwharrie Camping
We made a spontaneous, but long-desired (at least on my part) trip to the Uwharrie National Forest this week. We camped on the shore of Badin Lake, visited Town Creek Indian Mound and the more personal site of my great-grandmother's home, sadly no longer standing there. This was a return to camping after a lengthy hiatus, and possibly the first of several trips to get us in shape for traveling out west. This was also Buddy's first camping trip and we enjoyed seeing him have the experience. 
We discovered that Badin Lake is oriented towards fishing and boating, with no area designated for swimming. We did swim, but Marley almost got impaled by a fish hook. The Uwharrie is also horse country. Unfortunately, this leads to horse poop. Which Buddy took upon himself to roll in - naturally. A small glitch.
This is Town Creek Indian Mound. It was made by the Pee Dee Indians who were living in this region from A.D. 1000-1400. They are culturally distinct from other native peoples in North Carolina, in that they follow the Mississippian tradition, rather than the Piedmont Village tradition.
Buddy wore himself out, and so did we. Camping is a lot of work! I say this as the living room full of equipment awaits attention. But we had a nice time, with only minor mishaps, and it was relaxing to camp somewhere where the only wildlife to worry about was squirrels - though they did chew two holes in our cooler! All in all, it was a good trip.
We discovered that Badin Lake is oriented towards fishing and boating, with no area designated for swimming. We did swim, but Marley almost got impaled by a fish hook. The Uwharrie is also horse country. Unfortunately, this leads to horse poop. Which Buddy took upon himself to roll in - naturally. A small glitch.
This is Town Creek Indian Mound. It was made by the Pee Dee Indians who were living in this region from A.D. 1000-1400. They are culturally distinct from other native peoples in North Carolina, in that they follow the Mississippian tradition, rather than the Piedmont Village tradition.
Buddy wore himself out, and so did we. Camping is a lot of work! I say this as the living room full of equipment awaits attention. But we had a nice time, with only minor mishaps, and it was relaxing to camp somewhere where the only wildlife to worry about was squirrels - though they did chew two holes in our cooler! All in all, it was a good trip.
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