I couldn’t figure out how to take this picture. I wanted to be close enough to read the words on the sign…but I also wanted to get the lines of the building, oh, and the beautiful trees on either side, and the wide space of property around the building. Needless to say, I couldn’t get it all. Situated on Hammond School Road, just off Old Williamston Highway, this building screams one-room schoolhouse to me. The sign reads Hammond Community Center, but I wonder if it used to be a local school. How long ago? And Hammond? How big is that community? Never heard of it until driving past this building. Interesting.
I’ve lived in Anderson going on 9 years and went into Tractor Supply for the first time in October. At first glance it appears to be like any other hardware: a store I rarely enter and only when forced by leaking faucets. But, au contraire. Tractor Supply is fundamentally different. Magazines describing stock raising and victorian farm life sit on the racks near the check out. Pedal carts, winter overalls, boots — leather, plastic, mucking and riding — are for sale. The John Deere brand is as proliferate as the Harley Davidson logo at a bike rally. Saddles, bridles, goat feed, rabbit cages, and adorable t-shirts saying things like, “I love my *pink* tractor.” There is a lot of stuff at Tractor Supply I never knew I needed or wanted. Did I mention pedal carts? Or my own winch? The above picture brings back sentimental memories and maybe sums up why Tractor Supply is so special. I remember our gray roan, Pete, licking lovingly the salt block at the edge of my family’s corral. Occassionally he would get impatient and bare his yellowish front teeth to bite into the salt block and the sound would make me grimace and laugh. For a moment I envied the guy at Tractor Supply loading two of these salt blocks into his cart. Before memories of much work and worry came flooding back. Farm folks are hardworking because they have to be. Animals depend on them. Big responsibility. Big rewards, I imagine.
Perhaps not the best representation, but I wanted to capture the the winter landscape. Yesterday was another gray, drizzly day. Somehow in the midst of the recent rain I found blue sky. Hope your winter day is peaceful — whether blue, gray, or yellow and sunny.
This young standard Poodle visited PetSmart today with her owners. They were friendly people with another pup riding in their cart. The lady to the left is a PetSmart grooming technician. Though I don’t go to the salon much, when I go I’m always happy if she is the one to groom my dogs. She’s patient, confident, and is always in a good mood.
This picture was taken several days before Christmas, but I have no doubt the tree is still up. Rancho Nuevo on the corner of Fant and Greenville Streets. I’ve come to really appreciate the decorations, still up after Christmas. I guess their presence lets me down easy from the “high” of all that holiday joy and togetherness. *cough* Seriously, though. They help me retain a bit of the festive spirit of Christmas. January and February are long, cold months. And they are coming quick.
Wishing you a warm and meaningful Christmas, full of laughter and love. Or the short version: hope your holiday is as bright as this Nandina. 🙂
I struggled with whether to post this pic — for obvious reasons. It’s so dark and fuzzy! But I like the warm colors and the kids. Who can’t love kids at Christmas time? Especially when singing in a choir. And looking fidgety. Those young voices are so cute, even when shouting more than singing! (At least we heard them! 🙂 ) Capstone Community Church, last Sunday.
This Camilia bush must have been growing in my yard for years. Planted by the home builder, I imagine. I killed the other Camilia bush — so this one is that much more precious. Love that it flowers this time of year when so much else is brown.
This house held me transfixed for a moment. The variety of themes is boggling — icicles (one of my favs), a gingerbread house, candy, reindeer with sleigh, an inflatible figure, and something written on the roof…I wish my picture could have done it justice. In the Ashley Downs area.
Another lighted tree in the Ashley Downs subdivision area. *sigh* Lights can be so addictive. 🙂 The home has a curved driveway, with the house not facing the street squarely — or so it seemed the night I drove by. As a result, the lights in the yard were a tease, but the cedar (?) tree a the base of the drive shown brightly in friendly colored lights.