Getting to April in Virginia

April  2024                                                        Most Recent Posts:
Greenfield Mountain Farm                 It’s Known as the Rosewood Massacre
Afton, Virginia                                          River, Refuge, 3 Sisters and a Quarry

The first of April I headed north up I- 95.  I don’t mind 95 at all since I just get in the right lane and let them all zoom by me.  I can easily stop at the rest areas and I’m in no hurry. 

This time when I pulled into a rest area, I saw another Brave which is a rare thing for me.

Winnona is a 2004 Brave, the last year they made them before they brought back the vintage look in 2015.   Her sibling there is probably a 2001 or 2002.

Traveling north means Camp Walmart.  I’ve made this trip so many times I know exactly where to go and where to park over night.  I just always pray some inconsiderate RVers don’t lose the privilege for all of us by putting down their jacks, setting up their chairs and putting out their slide.

This year I even got a sunset.

Back at the farm it had been raining for days and things were wet, soft and muddy.  I cut the turn up to the barnyard too short and ended up stuck in the mud going in.  SO I backed up and moved over and eventually made it up into the barnyard.  But now there’s a mess that’s going to have to be fixed.   It’s always something.

Thankfully Shannon had put more gravel in the barnyard so I had a dry place to pull in and level up to connect to the electric.

Back just in time to watch the men’s and women’s basketball championships on my laptop.   No TV signal without major expense out here in the boonies.

My next great move was to flood the bathroom.  I was washing my hands when the phone rang.  I turned the water in the bathroom off and went to answer it and then went on outside to tackle things on my list.

This faucet set turns off in two different directions.  Turn them both out to turn them on and in to turn them off.   Andin my hurry to catch the phone,  I obviously turned them both the same way, right or left, which  left one of them on for an hour and a half.

WHAT A MESS!

David had a shop vac, I knew where it was but could not find the nozzle so I was trying to suck inches of water out of a thick carpet and pad with just the small end of the hose.  This took hours…..and hours….and hours.

The water flowing over the edge onto the floor took off the varnish from the hand made sink cabinet that David built and installed.  It soaked everything in the cabinet though it did not damage the wash stand or anything inside it and of course the claw foot bathtub was OK   

Getting the water out of that thick carpet took days of vacuuming and nights of multiple fans.

Plus the use of every towel in the house which I put out all over the fence to dry out since now the dryer isn’t working. It is in the bathroom.  Of course I had to put them all out in the sun during the day and bring them in at night to avoid the dew.

All of this from one careless bit of hurried inattention.  Let it be a lesson to us all.

The good news is the farm looks beautiful in the spring with the dogwood and redbud in bloom.

Sunset view to the west

I particularly love the flowers of the two old Paulownia trees in the backyard which were here and vigorous when we bought the farm in 1978.  Who knows how old they were then. 

At this point one of them is not doing well and may have to be taken down within the next year or so but the other seems fine and they both put out these lovely blooms every spring.

Some people consider them “weed” trees but not me.

The flowers look like velvet.

As we do every year, a week or so after I return in the spring Carrie and the kids come to visit.

We play games, Guess Who here.

We go to the Rockfish Valley Community Center Park only a few miles away.

Everybody wants a chance to swing.

One day we took a trip over the mountain to Staunton to see my niece Ashley, her Husband Tanner and their new baby Otto.   David’s sister Robin, Ashley’s mother,  and her husband Ernie joined us.

Ashley and Tanner have a great old house vintage similar to the farm on a steep hill in Staunton which is a city of hills.  Tanner took this picture so sadly he’s not in it and we were so busy chatting and loving the baby that I didn’t even think about pictures until this one when we were leaving.

Frequent visits from my turkey neighbors are always fun.  Check out the colors.
These pictures are taken from quite a distance as wild turkeys are very skittish and not stupid like domestic birds.

Even slightly out of focus I love this one where he seems to actually look up to see if I’m watching him.

A highlight of April was seeing my friend Laurie in person for a change rather than on zoom or facetime or whatever it is we use for a weekly get together.

We went the McGuffey Art Center to see a new show by a favorite local artist Rosamond Casey.  She is simply one of the most amazingly creative people I have ever seen.   Take a look at her website.  The wealth and variety of her artistic talent will shock you.  It is always timely, thought provoking and provocative.

Today we were looking at a show of oil paintings from several of her previous showings around the country.  I’ve included, above the photographs, several of her artist’s statements that were posted with the different groupings.

“Tossed together in the shuffle of things, the animals and humans recalibrate. Long past a cautionary tale, these allegories are a view from the other side of human error”

WORKING BELOW SEA LEVEL 2021
This work imagines a time when we have no choice but to fix what’s broken.  We will be reminded why our bodies were built this way and that they must be put to use in an altered habitat.  As we reconfigure ourselves in broken cities, unfamiliar watery landscapes and home confinement, we will be immersed in new capacities and interior spaces.  This work is about prevailing.

The title of this one is Time Flows Downhill.  It perfectly portrays how I sometimes feel about the direction we seem to be going as a species.

On a brighter note, we topped it all off with a delicious vegan lunch on the outside patio at Botanical Fare.

It’s Known as The Rosewood Massacre

March 2024                                                           Most Recent Posts:
Cedar Key RV Resort                         Refuge, River, 3 Sisters and a Quarry
Site 77                                                  Paddling off the Coast of Cedar Key            
Sumner Florida

I hadn’t posted for over  a month before my most recent post a few days ago (first link above right).  It is apparent that many or most of my commenters use their phones to read and there has been no fix to the problem of the pictures only showing up on laptops and perhaps tablets but not on phones unless you click each picture individually.  I wish I could do something about that.

This post is pretty heavy so I will begin and end with some lighter parts of the rest of my stay at Cedar Key RV.

One of the highlights was getting a new mattress.  And about time.  I think the one I had was original to 20 year old Winnona.

Thanks to the help of neighbors it was

Out with the old

and in with the new

Memory foam.                                                                    All dressed.

One day rather than walk around the campground or drive somewhere new to hike, I walked further down the road the campground is on.  Several people told me they walked their dogs down to the cemetery so they could run and that it was an interesting place.  And so it was.  Much more so than they might have thought.

Many of the grave mounds are covered with clam and other shells.

As you can see, the markers at the top say only Grave.  No indication of who is buried there.  That struck me as unusual.

Others are specifically marked with names  but still covered with shells.

Some are decorated and adorned.  Some have chairs and benches nearby as if their loved ones visit them often.

Some graves reminded me of beds with slanted tombstones as pillows.

But these two graves with carvings saying Rosewood Hero sent me researching this cemetery and those two people.  What did Rosewood Hero means on the graves of John and Mary Wright.

After returning to the RV I looked up Shiloh Cemetery and “Rosewood Hero” and was shocked at what I found. 

John and Mary Wright were a white couple who lived in a house on Route 24, the route to Cedar Key, in the village of Rosewood, less than 3 miles from the RV park.  Rosewood was a community of about 300 people mostly black.

From an article in the Tampa Bay Times I learned that on January 1, 1923 a white woman claimed a black man had attacked her.  This turned out not to be true but it inflamed the Ku Klux Klan and throughout a week the vigilante crowd burned down the entire town and killed five black people.  Though other sources say the death toll was higher.

The Wrights owned the one store in town and operated it out of their 3 story Victorian House near the rail road station.  When the shooting began they sheltered  black women and children in their attic, a secret closet and down the well.  They kept them safe for 3 days until the sheriff could get a train conductor to take them to the town of Archer.  They never returned to Rosewood.  They had lost everything.  The town ceased to exist.

For almost 60 years no one said a word about the massacre.  No one was ever arrested or brought to trial.  Then in 1982 a St Petersburg Times reporter wrote about it and CBS news turned it into a national story.  I watch little TV and had never seen this.  Perhaps some of you had.  It was made into a movie entitled Rosewood in 1997 and in 2004 Governor Jeb Bush dedicated an historical marker along Route 24 at the site of the former town.   In the highway marker, the residents are referred to as colored.  In 2004!   Bullet holes now pock the metal.  Have we changed at all in 100 years?

Click the pictures to enlarge and read them.

The Florida Legislature also issue $150,000 checks to 10 people who could prove they lived in Rosewood Florida in 1923.  Count it up.  How old were these people?
It was the first time the state had paid compensation to Black people for racial injustice.    In 2020 the state of Florida established a Rosewood Family Scholarship Program for direct descendants of Rosewood families, paying up to 50 students a year,  $6,100 each.  More detailed information about all of this can be found in this Wikipedia article and on the Rosewood Heritage Foundation Website.   The foundation is making an effort to buy the Wright’s home and move it to Archer.

Rosewood had its own cemetery but it is unclear where the victims of the massacre were buried.   I had thought they might be in the unmarked graves in Shiloh but at the time, it would have been unusual for Black persons to be buried in a white cemetery.  I could find nothing that told me who those unmarked graves in Shiloh were or where the Rosewood victims were buried.

And now back to lighter and more positive fare.  I’ll keep my promise to talk about some of the restaurants I visited in the village of Cedar Key.

Starting with the most famous – Tony’s.   Tony’s is famous at least in the east for its clam chowder.  It took its third consecutive championship in 2011 at the 30th annual Great chowder Cook-Off in Newport, R.I.   Sure wish we’d planned our trip there some years ago around that.

You can’t come to Cedar Key and not try Tony’s.  You can also take it home by the case in cans as you can see on display in the restaurant below or order it on line from Tonyschowder.com.

I read that “The competition is judged by the tons of thousands of attendees each year who taste and evaluate chowders from near and far”.  Hmmmm tens of thousands doesn’t sound too inviting.   But bowls and bowls of clam chowder does.

Winning a third championship title automatically inducted Tony’s into the Great Chowder Hall of Fame, retiring the recipe from the contest.  In other words, give someone else a chance.  The event manager said “Tony’s Chowder is the Greatest Champion we’ve ever had.   And all from this little and I do mean little restaurant restaurant.

The chowder really was the star of the show even if my picture shows it off to the side beyond the salad I ordered to go with it.   It was so delicious, I didn’t read the ingredients.

The restaurant Motto is posted proudly on the wall.

Another popular restaurant is Steamer’s which is located on the dock on, of course, Dock Street.   It’s up that staircase.  No idea if there is an elevator.

I took this picture of the dock businesses from the water the day I went over to Atsena Otie Key which I wrote about a few posts ago.

My rescuers from the steps debacle at Silver Springs were both near enough by that they came to join me for lunch.  So wonderful to see them again.    From the front left they are

The atmosphere was wonderful, the food was good, the waitress was terrific and the company absolutely the best.  From the front left is Jim, me and Jim’s wife Judy.  On the opposite are Paige and Matt.

The Prickly Palm is just off the main street in Cedar key.  It is a female owned coffee/smoothie/acai/ gift shop. 

It’s a darling spot with umbrellas and tables outside and a few tables inside.  They have breakfast sandwiches, bagels, panins, tacos, burritos and sandwiches for lunch along with their coffees of all sorts, mimosas, milkshakes, smoothies and Acai Bowls

I’m not a coffee drinker and had already unfortunately had lunch when I came by. So I opted for an Acai Bowl and called it dessert.   I didn’t think to take its picture when it was fresh and beautiful.  I chose the Atsena Otie Bowl in honor of my kayak out to the key.  It consisted of Acai topped with granola, kiwi, pineapple, strawberry, banana, chia seeds, coconut and honey.   I pronounce it delicious and am glad it wasn’t totally gone before I got its picture.

Another local spot is the Second Street Cafe located next to the Welcome Center.  Second street is  the main street in town so I had passed the café many times and finally made it there for lunch just before they closed at 2:30 pm.   I took this picture after I left and was coming back from the park.  No cars in the parking lot out front.

When I came in nearly everyone was sitting outside.

I had been advised previously to get the SLT – Salmon, lettuce and tomato.  They don’t always carry it.  It was an excellent recommendation.  

2nd Street is a cute very popular diner.

The last spot I’m going to mention is Robinson’s Seafood.  They are a restaurant as well as a fresh seafood market and they do fishing charters.   They are also less than 1/2 a mile from the RV Park.   I literally drive by it any time I go anywhere other than into Cedar Key itself.

Again I was there later in the afternoon.  I normally eat a late breakfast and a late lunch/early dinner.

I am sitting in a booth along the opposite wall as are the other diners.  The entry door is on the far right and the door next to it goes into the Market which you can see through the clear glass window.

First I had a bowl of their grouper chowder with hush puppies which was excellent. 

All the seafood dinners are fried except for the clams which I should have gotten but I am a lobster, crab and oyster lover in that order so I had the oysters.  They were fine but I must remember that I really don’t like things breaded and fried which is a problem in the south.   It came with baked beans and slaw.

As you can see, when I eat alone, I don’t go fancy.  I like little mom and pop and local not chain restaurants.    Cedar Key is full of them.  This is only a sample.