Saturday, February 13, 2016

Feburary Morning Light

I stand and stare at the glow behind the trees, the red jeweled tones of first morning light.

to the East it grows lighter and to the West the Maple tree leaves are painted

It grows lighter and lighter as I struggle to shoot through tall trees, I turn and look to the West again.

The dead leaves hanging from the avacado tree come to glowing life and so does the corner of the pink towel hanging on the rack.  In a few seconds it changes from glow to just dead leaves and a faded pink towel. for just a moment they lived again.

Friday, February 12, 2016

Bunker Hill School- Manatee Historical Village

This school served the Bunker Hill area from 1908 until 1929. 

 There were from ten to twenty-five students attending during the school-year which ran from August through December in the early years and eventually was increased to seven and then nine months. Classes began at 8:00 A.M. and were dismissed at 4:30 P.M.

 Students were from six to twenty-one years of age and from the 1st through 8th grade.

The school was acquired by B.D. Gullett in 1929, dismantled and moved to his property near Duette. It served as a home for Mr. Gullett and later his daughter, Sallie Gullett Bradley, for sixty years.

It was moved to the Manatee Village Historical Park in the fall of 1989 and restored as a one-room school by dedicated volunteer labor. 

UPDATE: Rebecca asked why there are two doors on the school. I had no idea. Searched Sir Google and found the answer... One for boys and one for girls, they were segregated and sat on different sides.
Here is the LINK to find the info on the 2 door thing, including homes and churches in the late 1800's.

 Food was not provided by the school, but was brought each day by the students in a lunch pail and was usually staple food that was normally served on the family table.

I attended a 2 room school much like this one in 1953 in Kentucky. There were 6 of us in 4th grade and we shared a room with 1st through 4th.. I had never had water from a bucket with a shared dipper. I decided to make a  cup by folding  a sheet of notebook paper into a hat,

When I pumped the water into it... YOU KNOW WHAT happened... I did learn to drink from that dipper.

Thursday, February 11, 2016

Good Fence Thursday - Historical Village

Stephen's House, Manatee Historical Village. Fencing is every where.

In 1920 my great grandfather built and identical swing like this one, he hung it on the front porch of their house in Palmetto. One very much like this house. I spent many happy hours swinging and reading. One foot dangling and my head on a pillow, push and rock, push and rock and read... My grandmother died in 1969 and mother brought the swing home to Savannah from here. It hung on our back porch until my mother died in 1989 and it came back here to live in my back yard.

Our dog Max and MadSnapper in Oct 1989... Bob did hang it the next week and I read in it for many years. Because it was not on a covered porch, eventually it rotted and died at age 90, the swing not ME...

Manatee Village is a trip back in time to my childhood.

Joining TexWisGirl at Good Fence Thursday