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Painting Steeple

Painter on Scaffold

Yesterday I was happy to see they are once again painting the beautiful restored steeple of the Lexington Presbyterian Church.  I remember this was the same church that was on fire in 2002 and how horrified we were watching the steeple actually fall down.

The Virginia State Police  ruled the fire was accidental in nature,

the result of the heating of wood while workers were scraping paint.

 

The church is a downtown landmark on the National Historic Register and was attended by Thomas Johnathan “Stonewall” Jackson who was known to fall asleep during sermons.

From en.wikipedia.org :

Lexington Presbyterian Church is a historic Presbyterian church building at Main and Nelson Streets in Lexington, Virginia. It was designed by noted architect Thomas U. Walter in 1843, and completed in 1845. A rear addition was built in 1859; stucco added in the 1880s; the building was renovated and enlarged in 1899; and the Sunday School wing was added in 1906. It is a monumental “T”-shaped, temple form stuccoed brick building in the Greek Revival style. The front facade features a Greek Doric pedimented peristyle portico consisting of six wooden columns and a full entablature. The building is topped by a tower with louvered belfry and spire.

Starting in 1851, Stonewall Jackson was a member of the church and taught Sunday school.  In 1863 he was buried in the church’s cemetery.

 

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{Photo: 10news.com}

{Photo: 10news.com}

Last night my family in Carlsbad, California were asked by the police to evacuate their home.

The effect on all of us – east coast and west – was stunned shock.

The rapidness of the spread, the random fire re-starts, the devastating heat and low humidity all combined to form a brutal enemy.

This morning, at least for now, things have calmed down a bit.

My family are back in their home.

The fire headlines and constant news coverage have seemingly disappeared.

Everyone is safe.  Keep your fingers crossed.

“Life is good.”

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Daily Prompt: Feed Your Senses

Write down the first sight, sound, smell and sensation you experienced on waking up today.  Pick the one you’re most drawn to, and write.  (For a bigger challenge, pick the one you’re least drawn to.)

I used to be a smoker a long time ago.  Then I quit.  The song, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes, with its romantic lyrics, no longer entices me.  And smoky rooms make my eyes water among other negative reactions.

This morning I woke up thinking I was a smoker again.  Or maybe I was dreaming of sleeping in a smokehouse, where they cure meats.  This is the smell I am LEAST drawn to now!  Why would I wake up with the smell of smoke permeating every pore, to say nothing of the sheets and drapes.

“Is it in my hair?” I thought.  “Why do I have this smoke induced headache in my own smoke-free home?  Is this some sort of joke?  Is there a diabolical plot my husband has concocted to make me think I am crazy? No.  Maybe this is just the remnants of a nightmare.”

With a slow incredulous crawl from bed, I realized this was no dream.   There it was again – the scent of wood smoke permeating the room.  Memory was slowly returning and I recalled yesterday the lady cattle farmer across the way was burning brush in three separate fires.  At first I thought it was a forest fire and might have called the Fire Department, but my husband informed me these were “controlled fires.”

Oh, I am all for the health and prosperity of the American farmer.  I was delighted to see her purchase the property across the way.  “Now, all we will ever see from our kitchen window are the mountains and the peaceful, bucolic view of cows a-grazing.”  This part is true.  I just did not know I would have to wake up to billowing smoke in my bedroom!

Granted, this post may be a slight exaggeration, but story tellers do that sometimes.

My eyes are still watering however.

And in addition to visions of my lungs blackening, and having to move to the city,  I woke up hungry!  I thought,  “Yummmm. Barbecue!”

And who needs to wake up starving in a smokehouse anyway?

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