Hi Dear Ones! Yep, did you miss me? I've been gone traveling with Mr. Precious! Did I fool you? Did you think I was here in Blogland? I had preposted some and tried at every chance to respond to your comments which I dearly love!!
Well, I'll tell you where we were and what we were doing...
Mr. Precious is so privileged to know so much about his ancestry and we traveled to Colonial Williamsburg for a get together for The Carter Society who meet up each year! His sister (who really does all the work finding all of these fancy ancestors) and her husband joined us.
Mr. Precious and his sister are from the Carter line - thus the name of our tiny little grand daughter - Carter Ashlan. Her great great grandmother's maiden name was Carter. The society have their own crest. Pretty neat, huh? Wish I could break down the brick walls to find out about my olden family members.
Well, these guys aren't too handsome looking but were very successful tobacco plantation owners in Virginia."Robert "King" Carter was born at 'Corotoman' Plantation. The name "King" was not used in jest. By 1700 Robert "King” Carter was the richest man in the English Colonies of North America. In other words “King” Carter was America’s first millionaire! He owned nearly 300,000 acres scattered across the Northern neck of Virginia."
Can you believe this stuff? I'm just amazed!!
Here are Mr. Precious and his sister getting their certificates and Carter Society pins as they were inducted into The Carter Society.
We were invited to a reception at a Carter cousin's home and she had a love seat that had belonged to Robert E. Lee and here sits Mr. Precious, grinning like a possum! I poked in a picture of an elderly Robert E. Lee in civilian clothes (we were told it's the only painting of him out of uniform) that I snapped on a plantation tour.
Snaps around Colonial Williamsburg.
Sister in law and I just had to snap in a fancy dancy bathroom.
All the Carter cousins attended services in this very olden Episcopal church on Sunday morning.I'm Baptist, but I knew some of the songs! :)
This is a little out of order but before Williamsburg, we went to Washington D. C. and we toured the National Cathedral.The photo on the right bottom looks like the Notre Dame Cathedral to me!
Most beautiful view inside.
We hopped on a big ole bus and started our plantation tours.
The Shirley Plantation in Charles City, Virginia.
Tobacco was king and images of the leaves were poked all over the place.
We ended the day at this lovely plantation overlooking the river. All the Carter cousins had Virginia barbecue in the cool of the evening. I think I look like a little fattin' hog there! Yikes!
This was such a beautiful room that I wanted to show it to you.
This little place was called "The Necessary Room". Dear Ones, I've never ever seen such an outhouse - five holes and a fireplace!! There's another hole on the far right, just didn't get it in the snap! This must have been a very close family! :)
Carter, Carter, Carter! Kinda like - Marsha, Marsha, Marsha! :)
This is the little church where the Carters attended.
Are you still with me? Well, after we said our goodbyes to all the Carter cousins we traveled on down the road, or maybe it was up the road and ended up here...the Inn at Warner Hall created in 1642 by George Washington's great-great grandfather! Isn't is so lovely?
This was our room on the third floor! I don't think I've ever slept in a brass bed before! Everything was so pristine!
The view from our sunburst window!!
We toured a few of the rooms! Wow, aren't they pretty? The present owners took a year and a half to renovate and they shopped for all the antiques furnishing the inn. How much fun that must have been! :)
Just look at this great room. I see a piano and a mic.Sit down and I'll play for you!
Shoot the lid's locked! :)
I'm always thinking of you, Dear Ones,so here I am snapping for you among all of the history!
I'm joining our Dear Natasha at 5 Minutes for me for Sunday Song,
our Dear Mary at Little Red House for Mosaic Monday
and
our Dear Cielo at The House in the Roses for Show Off Your Cottage Monday.
I'm stretching it a bit, Cielo, hope it's okay! :)
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Before I go, I wanted to remind you I'm having a blog party ~
Heart of the Home Party
Wednesday, October 13th
It's getting closer so you still have time to wash the dishes,
feed the cats and dogs,
take the trash out
and sweep and mop the floor!
If you plan on coming to my party, and I so hope you will,
take the little party button above that I made with my most dainty little tiny fingers
and place it on your sidebar and advertise for me.
You can click on the little party button for all the info you'll need.
Invite all of your blogging friends to come.
Now we need photos for the party.
You can take any kind of pictures you want of your kitchen ~
you can take pictures and show us a tour of your kitchen,
you can take pictures of a special feature in your kitchen,
you can show us a tablescape in your kitchen that you dearly love,
you can share a favorite recipe with us,
just let your little Heart of the Home run wild.
You can take any kind of pictures you want of your kitchen ~
you can take pictures and show us a tour of your kitchen,
you can take pictures of a special feature in your kitchen,
you can show us a tablescape in your kitchen that you dearly love,
you can share a favorite recipe with us,
just let your little Heart of the Home run wild.
Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)
I'll leave you with a little Note Song~
Barbara Allen
In Scarlet town where I was born
There was a fair maid dwelling
And every youth cried well away
For her name was Barbara Allen
Twas in the merry month of May
The green buds were a swelling
Sweet William on his deathbed lay
For the love of Barbara Allen
He sent a servant unto her
To the place she was dwelling
Saying you must come to his deathbed now
If your name be Barbara Allen
Slowly slowly she got up
Slowly slowly she came nigh him
And the only words to him she said
Young man I think you're dying
As she was walking oer the fields
She heard the death bell knelling
And every stroke it seemed to say
Hardhearted Barbara Allen
Oh mother mother make my bed
Make it long and make it narrow
Sweet William died for me today
I'll die for him tomorrow
They buried her in the old churchyard
They buried him in the choir
And from his grave grew a red red rose
From her grave a green briar
They grew and grew to the steeple top
Till they could grow no higher
And there they twined in a true love's knot
Red rose around green briar
~ sung by Colonial folk :)
