I appreciate every one of the days God has granted me and rejoice in the way He sustains and blesses. But I don’t know what happened to the stellar ball skills I once clearly possessed.
Cumberland Island National Seashore /
Cumberland Island is one of Georgia’s famous “Sea Islands” located just off the coast near St Marys, Georgia. This large island has been home to native peoples, to Spanish Missions, military forts under Oglethorpe and a place of escape and renewal for families like Nathaniel Green who settled here in his home, Dungeness, after the American Revolution. In the later part of the 19th Century the Carnegies built homes here, including the huge manor on the foundations of the original that Greene built. The new Dungeness, a 59 room, 40,000 square foot mansion, would be the home of Lucy Carnegie until her death in 1916. It was destroyed in a fire in 1959. Carnegie held 90% of the island at one time but it is now owned largely by the National Park Service.
We stayed near St Marys at Crooked River State Park about 6 miles from town, just beyond the submarine base. The park was nice, private sites and good walking trails. The covid rules were still in effect so many of the services were not available.
Cumberland Island is only available by boat and as we don’t own one, we booked on the Cumberland Queen. The ferry is $30 round trip and there were two departures per day when we were there. As at the state park, there were closures at CINS, so we were unable to see a few of the things we had originally planned. And it rained. A lot. We had about 30 minutes on island before the rain began but we were as prepared as we could be so it was not too bad. We walked a trail to the original dock, then the tree lined way to the ruins of Dungeness. Even the remaining portion of the house was impressive. The grounds around it were extensive. We then headed up the Main Street through the middle of the island to a connector to the ocean. That was a disappointment as the wind was cold and the rain much harder on the beach so we did not stay. Instead we retraced some steps and took a woodland trail and then a second, both were neat. Then to the dock to get back on the ferry. We were on the island about 4 hours. Not enough if it were all open and/or nice weather.
We did not eat in St Marys but did get an ice cream at a little shop across the street between the dock and the visitor center. The staff there were very nice and the ice cream was good.
Cadillac’s Viewpoint: Nice Moosey marshes and rain. Too far to swim, even for a champion swimmer such as myself and too many minor antler animals. Cadillac’s Elevation 3 Antlers
Road from the original dock to Dungeness
Rain any moment
Watched a flock of Cedar Waxwings feeding, how many do you see? Most of the wildlife was hunkered down somewhere on the island.
Mr Charlton's Coffee House /
This is one of the newest buildings in Colonial WIlliamsburg a reconstruction of the original on the original site. A coffee shop here provide good conversations but no lattes. This was the site of an 19th century house that held out for decades until after the last owner who wished to live in the house died and the family briefly tried to turn it into a museum for Laura Ashley fabrics. That did not go well. CW bought and moved the house a few blocks away. This coffee shop is one you can tour and get s small (very) sample of hot chocolate. But still nice.
Mr Charlton of Cheswich PA was the baker who supplied me with donuts for my door-to-door donut route. Likely not related.
Andersonville National Historic Site (8 Photos) /
Andersonville National Historic Site 496 Cemetery Road, Andersonville, GA 31711
Andersonville is a very small hamlet located in south central Georgia. The town has given its name to the Civil War Confederate prison but the actual name of the prison was Camp Sumter.
Cindy and I stayed in the village at a small town run RV park. There were some historic buildings in the town and a statue to the commander of the prison who was executed for his oversight of Andersonville. There was nothing specific wrong with the tiny park but the whole town felt neglected and oppressive. We did not eat out in the area - restaurants were about 15 miles away.
All the prisons of the Civil War era were bad in both the north and south. Disease was rampant everywhere, not just in the prisons. However, Andersonville was the definition of horrible. A camp very poorly designed for 8,000 men, it held as many as 38,000 at one time. The conditions were hellish and the bad reputation of the place was well deserved.
There was no shelter, little food, and the same water was used for drinking, bathing and toileting - a swampy stream that slowly oozed through the middle. There were no officers held here; the men devolved into gangs that robbed one another and set the rules for their group. The death toll of 1 out of 3 would have been much worse but soon after the prison opened a torrential rain storm uncovered a small spring nick-named Providence by the soldiers. The clean water saved many lives.
There is a visitor center with a small museum, a scattering of monuments, a museum dedicated to all American POWs, a couple of wall portions that were reconstructed, and a cemetery where 13,714 of the Union prisoners who died here are buried.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andersonville_National_Historic_Site
A personal note: In researching our family tree, my son learned that a grandfather in our line, four generations back in my case, George W. Leasure, was a prisoner in Andersonville for just under a year, almost as long as the prison functioned. He was a member of the 103rd Pennsylvania Volunteers and served from the start of the war. His unit was assigned to Eastern NC after the disastrous Peninsula Campaign. He was wounded in a short battle for control of Kinston, NC. Sent to New Bern to recover, he rejoined his unit in Plymouth. Early in 1864, Lee sent a large contingent to Plymouth to get food and other supplies for the army besieged in Petersburg. Plymouth fell, the last battle the South would win, and George was a prisoner. They marched to Tarboro where a train eventually took them to Andersonville where he stayed about 11 months. We found his record at the Visitor Center but it did not provide much information. The few details gleaned from the official history of the regiment and some government papers make me want to know more about him. He died in his 50’s about 15 years after the war ended.
Cadillac’s Viewpoint: No tasty water lilies, and major depressing subject. Cadillac’s Elevation 1.5 Antlers
There is a garden area with water features and a statue after you exit the visitor center
The reconstructed gate
Historic Photo: What greeted you inside made one man say “Is this hell?”
The life saving spring
Shows the crude shelters that were built and the dead line you could not cross.
A scattering of monuments
The Pennsylvania monument is nestled among the 13, 700 + graves.
Goodness /
This beautiful wheat field is in Eastern North Carolina. I had an appointment at a church I had not been to before. The GPS set the route to the place near Williamston, NC. I expected to get off the primary highway at the exit for town but was directed off about 5 miles earlier. It was very rural and I made three turns in a mile or so and then off on this road for about 2 miles. I passed this field and barn and thought, nice photo and planned to go back after my meeting. Instead I turned around and made three photos - and I liked this one best. I was still on time for the meeting. Win.
Jesus replied, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never be hungry again. Whoever believes in me will never be thirsty.” John 6:35 NLT
Frenzy /
This shot is taken along the Gulf of Mexico in Florida at the Gulf Islands National Seashore. It is a rare, for me, panorama taken at sunset as the birds were in a feeding frenzy that evening. Their calls and noise was heard over the sounds of the waves breaking on shore.
Excited /
Acadia National Park is one of our destinations this fall. We are so excited to be going back to MDI again. This shot is from the rocks at the end of Hunter Brook Trail looking toward the Cranberry Isles. Always a quiet spot away from any crowds.
Summer Dip /
About the middle of July - wading in this Smoky Mountain steam sounds refreshing.
Old Farm Machine /
This photo was taken a few years ago on Prince Edward Island in Canada. What a lovely place with spectacular views of water everywhere, old lighthouses, fishing and farming villages and so much more. Not to mention the excellent, world class, best ice cream anywhere at Cows. Of course, now that I have mentioned it - you should go!
This old piece of equipment was abandoned at the edge of a marsh. I love the iron wheels.
Borax /
As a kid I watched westerns on the television in black and white. And at least one of those shows, maybe more was sponsored by 20 Mule Team Borax. I am not too sure if I ever knew what borax was or where it came from but I knew it took 20 mules to get it. I even built a plastic model of a team pulling a couple of wagons. In Death Valley National Park all that comes together for it was here that it was mined and, indeed, the heavy wagons were pulled miles by teams of mules out of the valley. Today’s photo is of a wagon set up that would require the strength of 20 mules to drag the borax to the nearest railroads. Plus a lot of water. Note the iron banded wheels and the number and size of the spokes. One of the very neat things we did at Death Valley was drive about 2 or 3 miles on an old road used by the mule teams to scale the mountains surrounding the valley.
Americana - Barn in Rural Central North Carolina /
Coming home from a hike last Friday I took the indirect route and passed this neat barn.
Celebrate 245 /
THE DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE
IN CONGRESS, JULY 4, 1776
The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of America
WHEN in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed,—That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.—Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.
He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.
He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.
He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.
He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distance
He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people.
He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected; whereby the Legislative powers, incapable of Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within.
He has endeavoured to prevent the population of these States; for that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands.
He has obstructed the Administration of Justice, by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary powers.
He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone, for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries.
He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people, and eat out their substance.
He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without the Consent of our legislatures.
He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil power.
He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his Assent to their acts of pretended Legislation:
For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us:
For protecting them, by a mock Trial, from punishment for any Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States:
For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world:
For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent:
For depriving us in many cases, of the benefits of Trial by Jury:
For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offenses:
For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies:
For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws, and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments:
For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever.
He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us.
He has plundered our seas, ravaged our Coasts, burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people.
He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation and tyranny, already begun
with circumstances of Cruelty & perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.
He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of their friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands.
He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian Savages, whose known rule of warfare, is an undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions.
In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A Prince, whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.
Nor have we been wanting in attentions to our Brittish brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which, would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace Friends.
WE, THEREFORE, the Representatives of the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these United Colonies are, and of Right ought to be FREE AND INDEPENDENT STATES; that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dis- solved; and that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do. And for the sup- port of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our For-tunes and our sacred Honor.
JOSIAH BARTLETT, WM. WHIPPLE,
MATTHEW THORNTON.
SAML. ADAMS, JOHN ADAMS,
STEP. HOPKINS,
Massachusetts Bay
ROBT. TREAT PAINE, ELBRIDGE GERRY.
Rhode Island
WILLIAM ELLERY.
New Hampshire
JOHN HANCOCK.
Connecticut
ROGER SHERMAN, WM. WILLIAMS, SAM’EL HUNTINGTON, OLIVER WOLCOTT.
Virginia
WM. FLOYD,
PHIL. LIVINGSTON,
RICHD. STOCKTON, JNO. WITHERSPOON, FRAS. HOPKINSON,
North Carolina
JOHN PENN.
South Carolina
THOMAS LYNCH, Junr., ARTHUR MIDDLETON.
Georgia
GEO. WALTON.
ROBT. MORRIS, BENJAMIN RUSH, BENJA. FRANKLIN, JOHN MORTON, GEO. CLYMER,
CAESAR RODNEY, GEO. READ,
SAMUEL CHASE, WM. PACA, THOS. STONE,
Pennsylvania
JAS. SMITH, GEO. TAYLOR, JAMES WILSON, GEO. ROSS.
Delaware
THO. M’KEAN.
Maryland
CHARLES CARROLL OF Carrollton.
WM. HOOPER, JOSEPH HEWES,
THOS. HEYWARD, Junr.,
EDWARD RUTLEDGE,
BUTTON GWINNETT, LYMAN HALL,
New York
FRANS. LEWIS, LEWIS MORRIS.
New Jersey
JOHN HART, ABRA. CLARK.
GEORGE WYTHE, RICHARD HENRY LEE, TH. JEFFERSON, BENJA. HARRISON,
THOS. NELSON, jr., FRANCIS LIGHTFOOT
LEE,
CARTER BRAXTON.
Invasion Stopped /
This is the area of Gettysburg battlefield where the leading elements of the Confederates under Pickett’s orders were finally stopped. The small marker of the other side of the wall is the furthest advance of the North Carolina troops while only a few yards east the actual high water mark of the war occurred. The southern effort still dragged on across two more bloody years of war but the end was seen here and at Vicksburg, MS. The Union would endure and slavery would cease in the US.
Gettysburg /
The battle of Gettysburg took place on July 1st, 2nd and 3rd 158 years ago. Each day decisions were made or not made that could have changed the course and the outcome of the battle. Day two those moments were frequent and the Irish Brigade was at the heart two of those moments but the most critical time would occur on July 3rd when they would man the Angle that was the focal point of Pickett’s Charge. The Irish did not flee the stone wall as two other units did and rose up to meet the first of the Confederate troops only 40 or 50 feet from the wall. The southern line was stopped and the center of the Union line held. In all the Irish Brigade lost 320 of the 540 who marched into Gettysburg. The Celtic Cross is their monument on the battlefield.
The Battery /
When you stroll (you don’t “walk” here) along the battery you are engaging in a history that goes back to 1737 when Broughton’s Battery was built here. A seawall was added in the 1750's. Broughton’s Battery was later decommissioned in 1789. A new wall and promenade were completed in the 1820's, still referred to as “The Battery.” It is a beautiful place to enjoy stunning views of the Cooper and Ashley rivers and the old forts visible across the water. I always thought I should live in one of these houses. Darn finances.
Katmai National Park: The Big Bear (7 Photos) /
I wrote on yesterday’s post about the two five-year old siblings who were fishing in the river, and not fishing very well, and then their distress at the very large male grizzly headed toward them. When they spotted him they left the water and one went into the brush, the other stood on the bank and briefly sort of hopped on his front paws a bit while making an odd huffing sound. After asserting his right to be there, or whatever he was doing, he too went into the brush. At that moment the Big Bear was in the river’s edge but he then veered toward us and came up on the bank we were standing along. Our guide said to stay still. I was sitting on the ground shooting with my camera on the tripod closest to the river from the rest and our guide said I could keep shooting. He unsnapped his marine flare holster but did not remove the canister. As the bear neared us you could hear his breathing and he moved his head from side to side looking toward the water then toward us but he never varied his speed, just kept steady past us and on down the river until out of sight.
Then the siblings returned. First they tried a bit of fishing but then came up on our side of the river. The more subservient one stayed away but the other decided he too could walk past us and did so. Unlike big bear he never took his eyes off of us and once past returned back up stream again staring at us the whole way. They then finally worked out of sight up river.
We headed across the dune and soon found the Big Bear fishing in the mouth of the river. Successfully. He caught two salmon quite quickly and then wandered up the bank, paused to turn back toward us and then left into the low shrubs.
We had to leave and it was far too soon. A day unlike any I had ever had. The photos today are sequential to my story.
Note the salmon diving back into the stream that got his attention!
Just missed….again!
And he huffs and snorts, but leaves.
Leaving the stream to investigate us is the reason for the upset by the other two.
He owns the river.
The Big Bear from less than 25 feet. Nervous much?
“Anything you can do…” But not more intimidating for sure as one of the siblings walks past us too.
Katmai National Park, Alaska (8 photos) /
Katmai is a remote National Park of over 4 million acres, a bit larger than Connecticut. It is about 300 miles southwest of Anchorage and south of the Kenai Peninsula. The only access is by plane or boat. We visited the park in the summer of 2019. We were camping in Homer at the KOA on a hill over town with a super view.
Most of these park photos are new to the site, and all of them are recently edited or re-processed. There will be a link to this post in the National Park Gallery menu under Alaska and Katmai. Still working on the link process but this type of link will be the new norm for all of the park entries going forward, and I do plan to re-do all 290+ that we have already visited. Lots of photos.
There are two primary ways to visit Katmai to view the bears - the park is all about the bears. The first is a day trip by seaplane to the primary Visitor Center at Katmai called Brooks Camp. After attending a bear safety class with a ranger, you are admitted on a timed schedule to several viewing platforms. The most popular is by a waterfall; this is where many photos of a grizzly catching a salmon are taken. In pre-covid times you would be on site about 4 hours. Alternatives to the one day trip to Brooks Camp include tenting overnight in a fenced safe compound or inside accommodations in a lodge with a second full day bus trip to the “Valley of 10,000 Smokes.” You can fly commercially to King Salmon, a small village, stay overnight and use a float taxi to Brooks Camp. Visiting Katmai is expensive.
We chose another option - an excursion with Bear Adventures from Homer on the Kenai Peninsula, a great town in Alaska to visit. The pilot/guide flies four guests in a small plane to a remote area on the coast of Katmai National Park, lands on a beach, and you take a guided walk among the bears. This option is also expensive - and I have been to Disney! But it was the most amazing experience - worth every penny. We paid a bit under $700 each with an early bird special in the spring.
Our first reservation was aborted by bad weather after getting up at five, suiting up in our hip waders and listening to the safety lecture. But glad they take weather seriously. There was an opening the next afternoon, and it turned out to be a perfect day. As we approached the park, our pilot flew in lower looking for opportunities. He spied three bears and said we would try this bay - activity indicated the salmon had started to spawn.
He was correct. He landed smoothly on the beach and over the first dunes were three bears, a mother and two cubs about 2 years old. (All bear facts courtesy of our guide) Before we had settled along a log to watch them, a wolf appeared and the three bears chased it over the dunes running right past us. Shortly they came back, no sign of the wolf, and resumed fishing about 40 yards from us. We watched them a long time until they moved out of sight up the stream. We walked over another dune or two and soon spotted two 5 year old bears fishing and playing the at edge of the sea where the steam entered. I failed to focus properly on them thus poor photos! As they moved inland, our guide moved us to another location where he expected that they would emerge and fish, again correct. Now we were mirroring them on one side of the river while they moved up the other side. Amazing. We were never more than 20 yards from them.
Then the BIG bear approached. He was 1000 pounds plus and would be 1200 by end of the summer. The two younger ones moved back into the weeds and the full sized male grizzly walked past us on our side of the river less than 25 feet from where I was shooting. He ignored us (yay) and continued out of sight toward the mouth of the river. The other two continued to ineffectively fish and, in a show of bravado, one crossed the stream and walked past us just like the big one did, never taking his eyes off us. He then turned around and went back past us to rejoin his sibling. We went back toward the river outlet again and watched the big bear catch two salmon. As he moved off, we returned to the plane and flew back to Homer over an extinct volcano. We saw some unique sea birds, three eagles and glorious scenery.
What a fantastic day! The staff of Bear Adventures was very competent - committed to guests’ experience and safety while maintaining a respect for the bears and their habitat in Katmai National Park.
Cadillac’s Viewpoint: Pure perfection and I even got to pilot the plane, of course. Cadillac’s Elevation 5 Antlers
Tomorrow: the Big Bear Lumbers in
Momma returns from the wolf chase over the dune
Back to fishing
We were told they stand when curious and two year olds are curious.
Not a happy bear
The five year old siblings - likely their last year together.
No you cannot outrun a bear, 1000 pounds of fast.
Ready to leave with one more windy photo
A special beauty - eagle soaring over the beach
100 Mile Challenge : Bridging the Gap /
This is a different TLT post to let you know that I am going to walk (possibly kayak a bit and bike a bit) 100 miles in NC State Parks and Greenways by early August. Why? To support the Bridges Church in Winston-Salem NC where my friend, Patrick Norris, is the minister. They already run a wonderful food and clothing distribution center on their property. And use the nicest building to house it! They want to do more in their community to teach skills, support families, mentor kids and share faith. That is a goal I can support.
The hundred mile walk is designed to raise some seed money for the project, and you can support the walk/bike/kayak at any amount per mile that you choose. Did I mention how hot and humid it is in North Carolina in the summer? Of course not - I don’t want you to feel guilty but joyful with the prospect of sending me forth into the stifling heat. I did not mention the possibility of snakes either. There are lots of them lurking on the paths of NC parks I am sure. And they will be hard to see with the swarms of mosquitos particularly through my glasses dripping with sweat from the heat.
There will be regular updates on Two Lane Touring under the menu tab 100 Mile Challenge where you can see photos of the walks, track mileage, and chart the number of orthopedic visits. What a deal. Now, you are asking, how to get engaged with the process? Well, this is the one time mention on TLT, and there will be one email as well. That is it - no further pressure. If you wish to help, here is the link: https://www.flipcause.com/secure/fundraiser/MTE4NDIx/58257
Did I mention the heat?
Completed so far: 5.1 miles at Umstead State Park. Miles to go 94.9
Lets see if these old boots have another hundred miles in them.
Watch /
This is a momma Osprey on her nest along the James River. Don’t mess with mama.
“Stay alert! Watch out for your great enemy, the devil. He prowls around like a roaring lion, looking for someone to devour. Stand firm against him, and be strong in your faith.” I Peter 5: 8,9a NLT
Rhino /
I imagine this was quite the exotic sign in the 18th century. Living in Williamsburg as we did for 25 years we walked past this sign countless iimes on our typical CW walk. It was my favorite small house, with lovely trees and a great location. This was once a store and is now a private residence owned by CW and rented to select associates of Colonial Williamsburg.
