The underside of a Live Oak.
There’s nothing that creepifies a place more than live oaks and Spanish moss. Live oak is a tree species whose limbs stretch out impossibly far, like serpents or gnarled grasping fingers. Spanish moss is the shaggy vegetation that drapes down from the limbs. It isn’t actually a moss. The two grow together throughout much of the coastal Southeast.
Orange Mock Oyster Mushroom
I have it on good authority that these are a non-edible mushroom (i.e. keyword “mock.”) Taken yesterday (March 10, 2013) at Yellow River State Park near Stone Mountain, Georgia.
About an 18 story drop
In 1977, there was a flood here when a dam gave way, killing almost forty people.
It started as a plow furrow, seriously.
Killer duck jumps out of the water.
Sapelo Island Lighthouse
This lighthouse is located at the southern end of Sapelo Island off the coast of the state of Georgia. Sapelo island can only be accessed by a ferry operated by the Georgia Department of Natural Resources (DNR.) Tours are available through DNR.
The island is home to the Hog Hammock community (Population 70), a mansion that was once owned by RJ Reynolds (as was the island), and a research facility associated with the University System of Georgia.
The Westin and Georgia Pacific Towers
A piece of Atlanta’s skyline as seen from Centennial Olympic Park. The cylindrical tower is the Westin, and the brown angular tower is the Georgia Pacific building. To the far left is the new American Cancer Society building and the red brick building is The Tabernacle (a music venue, not a church.)
Guy Fawkes in Georgia
This photograph was taken on Labor Day weekend a couple of years ago after the DragonCon parade.
It reminded me of the poem “The Fifth of November.” I don’t believe its author is known, it’s usually cited as a “traditional English folk verse.”
The Fifth of November
Remember, remember!
The fifth of November,
The Gunpowder treason and plot;
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!
Guy Fawkes and his companions
Did the scheme contrive,
To blow the King and Parliament
All up alive.
Threescore barrels, laid below,
To prove old England’s overthrow.
But, by God’s providence, him they catch,
With a dark lantern, lighting a match!
A stick and a stake
For King James’s sake!
If you won’t give me one,
I’ll take two,
The better for me,
And the worse for you.
A rope, a rope, to hang the Pope,
A penn’orth of cheese to choke him,
A pint of beer to wash it down,
And a jolly good fire to burn him.
Holloa, boys! holloa, boys! make the bells ring!
Holloa, boys! holloa boys! God save the King!
Hip, hip, hooor-r-r-ray!
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