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A few days ago my husband and I decided to take a little stroll in the Temple Anshe Chesed Cemetery. I know, not your typical mid-week, daytime, activity, but we’ve driven by this landmark many, many times and never taken the time to stop in and look around. (more…)
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As time allows, I’ve been doing some exploring around my new home state. Not too long ago I took an afternoon road trip on what I thought was the Natchez Trace. Turns out it was just Old Highway 61, but I didn’t find that out until later.
Anyway, I came upon this cute little old church up amongst the trees and decided to check it out up close and personal.
Rocky Springs Church. Photo by P. Rickrode, August 2015.
Rocky Springs church, circa 1700 something. Photo by P. Rickrode, August 2015
Much to my excitement, the door was open. So, of course, I went in.
Inside the church at Rocky Springs. Photo by P. Rickrode, August 2015.
I imagined what life would be like as a preacher.
View from the pulpit – Rocky Springs Church. Photo by P. Rickrode, August 2015.
In the yard was this graveyard, just beckoning to be explored.
Graveyard at Rocky Springs church. Photo by P. Rickrode, August 2015.
So many babies died.
Headstone at Rocky Springs church. Photo by P. Rickrode, August 2015
Tombstone at Rocky Springs church. Photo y P. Rickrode, August 2015.
After exploring the church and adjoining graveyard, I found this curious path admidst the Spanish Moss:
Path in the woods. Photo by P. Rickrode, August 2015.
Spanish moss at Rocky Springs church. Photo by P. Rickrode, August 2015
It seems I had stumbled upon what had once been the rip roaring community of Rocky Springs.
Rocky Springs, Mississippi. Photo by P. Rickrode. August 2015
I continued along the path until I got to this little bridge, which did not look safe to cross.
Bridge at Rocky Springs. Photo by P. Rickrode, August 2015.
Yes, I crossed it anyway and found what remains of Rocky Springs.
Old well at Rocky Springs. Photo by P. Rickrode, August 2015.
Burned out safe at Rocky Springs. Photo by P. Rickrode, August 2015.
So there you have it, my afternoon walk in the woods, found by mistake while innocently thinking I was traveling the famous Natchez Trace.
How about you dear readers, what unexpected adventures have you encountered in your leisure time? Any surprises uncovered on an afternoon road trip? Inquiring minds want to know.
Word of the Day: Casuistry
Fun fact about me: I love exploring in the woods.
Original post by Jansen Schmidt, September 2015. Original photos by P. Rickrode.
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