Moving on – to Hohenwald, TN

4/11/14 Friday in Hohenwald,TN (Natchez Trace-TT)

This morning I discovered that the ants never came to my concoction. Either it wasn’t attractive enough or there weren’t that many to notice. Sigh.

On our way by 9:15 am. Adventure: John pulled off the Hwy to go potty. While in the bathroom he asked if we were moving. I couldn’t tell that we were because I was making my way to the back at the time, but when he returned to his seat (I was busy then) he saw that the car was in the middle of the street-we’d moved backwards!! Not something you should do when towing anything, much less putting the car into the street. Pretty sure he didn’t set the parking brake firmly. He has a habit pattern of kind of/sort of finishing something, like when he didn’t fully close the freezer door. This sort of thing has happened a lot over the years but it’s pretty scary to think what could happen when he doesn’t fully set the brake.


Tennessee has nice roads: their state highways are fairly smooth 2 lane and the US highways, like US 64, are 4 lane for a lot of the way (2 lane East of Savannah, TN awhile). Now the latter are the kind of secondary roads (4 lane) we like!

No issues on arrival except there aren’t many sewered sites for big rigs available. Many seem to be occupied by “annuals”, people who lease their spot. As soon as we were set up on a fairly level site with FHU and satellite TV, I got the laundry going-we have 8 days worth to work on.

It was such a gorgeous spring day that I went outside in the sun to read a great book: “The Girl Who Played With Fire” by Stieg Larsson. It’s a sequal to “The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo”. I didn’t realize before, but this Swedish author died shortly after he delivered the manuscripts for his triology, in 2004. John spent his afternoon watching old TV shows and golf. Spring came to John as well, in the form of sneezing and a runny nose-allergies! The weatherman said high pollen for oak, sycamore and birch trees right now.

After supper we watched our DVR tape of “Trouble With The Curve”. Not a great movie (Clint Eastwood), but nice. As it got darker John noticed what seemed like lightening. I realized it was and we got busy – I shut windows and got fans off, vents closed. John put the door awning out. Thankfully we’d gathered up BBQ and my chair and table earlier because suddenly it was quite the thunderstorm with great gusts of rain. I got the water catcher in place and hoped this wouldn’t last all night. John looked up the weather. He said it should stop mostly by midnight. The beautiful thing is it stopped for us around 9 pm. Whew!

About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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