Things that I really like about my old house:
The diamond doorknobs, the windowsill that holds my perfumes, my Shabby Chic curtain in my shabby sweet bathroom window.
The lady who reads the meter just hates them. The Butterfly Bushes. They have little prickles on them and they grow really fast, so she sent a note to Big G to trim them around the meter area. He is so funny, turned rebellious and said,
"I ain't cutting those bushes."
So, of course, I got out the bush-whacker and gave them a good trim. I like cutting bushes, I find it to be therapeutic. But, of course I had to get these pictures of the Butterflies first!
Then after lots of eating, laughing and hugs we went through Baton Rouge...back to Natchez. We headed out to sightsee and look at the lights of the bridge over the Mississippi River across from Vidalia, Louisiana. The next morning we ate breakfast and went to the Longwood, or "Nutt House" for the tour. He loves history, and especially the craftsmanship involved in building the structure with the impending war...it is a romantic, industrious, impressive, creepy story. We think of it as an old friend-and it is our favorite.
When the war that suddenly burst upon the nation deprived him of his workmen and his wealth, Dr. Nutt settled his family into the lower floor of the home. Although a Union man, his rich cotton lands and millions of dollars worth of his goods were burned and confiscated by the Union Soldiers. A broken man, he died of pneumonia in 1864 leaving his Longwood incomplete.