On a two lane road in the middle of Tennessee, west and north of Nashville is this little store, Mitt's. It also says on the old Pepsi sign, Spot Cash. Not sure if that was another name before or after Mitt or the policy of the business, no credit. Anyway a bygone era when you would buy most or all of your supplies at this type of small grocery.
My mother would have been 100 today. I am traveling and do not have access to other photos so this one of her with her first grandchild, Geof, from 40 years ago will have to suffice.
Cindy and I were privileged to attend a Change of Command ceremony in Norfolk last week as Captain Brad Busch assumed command of this impressive ship. Just back from deployment it will undergo some repair and refurbish before heading out again.
This little place is Elizabeth City, NC.
This colorful rope was twinned around a dock at Beaufort, NC. Lovely twon
Sunrise on the beach near Avon Pier. Storm brewing.
Added edit 11/6: I have been told this is Avalon Pier, not Avon by a person who actually knows. Sorry.
Not sure if this business is still open.I love the photos peaking out of the windows and the sign is simply wonderful. Plus how cool are those colors? I need to find out if that is for sale if the shop is closed. Walking around small towns leads to great discoveries.
Movement Christian Church opened on October 22 in Knightdale, NC, my 42nd new church involvement. Bobby Wallace is the lead minister. This Sunday's Scripture is found in the photograph!
...now the actual interior of the Deloran that was used in Back to the Future, on display at the Peterson Museum in Los Angeles. We are now 2 years and five days past the future date when Back to the Future went forward from the 1985 time.
I watched as these stand up paddle boards glided along the shore near Tiny's boat a couple of Saturday's ago along with Dennis (Wandering Lensman web site for more photos and information on Tiny). Talking with the men I found out they built them and that they were very stable, more even than your standard kayak, according to the fellow that built this one. Looks like fun, love to try that sometime soon.
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We helped to begin two more congregations, Encounter in DC and Collective in Frederick, MD. Both opened in September. I was only at Encounter, and that is Joel preaching the first sermon that morning. Both had very good initial crowds and well-prepared staff and volunteers.
"So encourage each other with these words." 1 Thessalonians 4:18 NLT
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I have wondered what this art installation was intended to represent since they installed it on the grounds of the NC Museum of Art. (I did read the sign!) I still have no idea - but I did get to watch a group use it for a choreographed dance. That was interesting and the girls were working hard. So someone found a neat way to use it, so maybe that is the point.
What an interesting fellow. Tiny is 78 and been on the water for 58 years. He is captain, first mate, navigator, salesman, maintenance crew, janitor, fisherman and cook (and I am sure a few more titles). He is agile, talkative, hard working, nearly toothless, generous with his time and loves what he does. What he does is get to the pier about 3:30 AM and head out to the traps, harvest, rebait, eat lunch (often a soup) in the small cab of his boat, and return to unload the day's catch. He then cleans up the deck - visits with the other fisherman and workers and then back home to start again. He occasionally races the boat against other similar vessels - and if you are available this Sunday, you can watch!. I so enjoyed my short visit with him that I hope to see him again sometime, maybe even at 3;30 AM, who knows he might need a deckhand for one morning.
At least for the fisherman! I do not think the crab longed to be a part of an exotic dinner plate. Crabs are unloaded into shallow tanks with water coursing through the tanks. Buyers were waiting so no photos of the crabs in the tanks by the time we got there, 45 minutes - gone. A few were set aside for the steamer (bottom photo) where the crabs were prepared before delivery. Large cylinders with porous sides were lifted by a small crane into the water.
Tiny's boat, the Linda J, drifts the last couple of feet, with no wasted effort to put it right where he wants it. Lots of practice. Tiny told me he repaints the name of the boat every 2 or 3 years but the name came with the boat, his dad had already named it. The boat was barely tied up and he was up cleaning the decks.
This harvest is not pumpkins and corn but seafood. If you like dishes like the one below, you really need Tiny Firth. He has been crabbing and oyster dredging for 58 years in the boat his daddy had built in the late 1940's for $800 in Deltaville, VA. Here he is arriving at his docking space after unloading the early morning catch.
This platform in the middle of the woods at the NC Museum of Art is supposed to let you see several other people on installations across the area. In the summer, not so much. What do you not see that is there?
“He uncovers mysteries hidden in darkness; he brings light to the deepest gloom." Job 12:12 NLT
Vollis Simpson was a NC artist who created this fanciful whirligigs out of cast off parts. This one is 30 feet high and 20 feet across and everything moves at the least breeze. Each time I was ready to make a photo, it shifted again. There are lots of these in his home town and a theme park in central NC is being built by an ex-Disney designer with whirligigs as the basis.
October 1 in Las Vegas is another too sad reminder that evil and hatred are a part of the fabric of many lives and it has been that way since Cain and Abel. We may appear to be well-mannered and safely enmeshed in a complex civilization that mutes the terror of evil but the unthinkable is not far below the veneer of culture. I mourn for the thousands whose lives were forever altered yesterday: the dead, the wounded, their families and friends, the traumatized, the community and the responders who know best how frail life is and how thin is the veil that allows us to function.
I choose to trust. I choose to hope. I choose the one avenue that actually changes that trajectory. In Him life is different.