Travel Theme: Belonging – Colonial Williamsburg or Not?

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Life is defined by belonging:  our family,  town, organizations, belongings, even the time into which we are born.   I attended a teachers’ institute at Colonial Williamsburg a few years ago.  That town preserves what belonged to another time period, so that we, of the 21st century could understand somewhat what it felt like as patriots and loyalists, all British subjects, clashed, and then hashed out new plans in the taverns, church, and legislature all situated on the mile long walk down the main street.

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Our trainers immersed us in the life of the time.  Four of us from Tulare County joined six others from California, a few from Pennsylvania, some from Georgia, one or two from New York, and we lived as a group for one week.  We belonged together for a week.


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Our guide, Bunny, embroiled us in an 18th century court case in which a Baptist minister was tried  as a criminal because he preached from a  Baptist pulpit, not from the one true church the Anglican Church.  “The law of the land from 1624 mandated that white Virginians worship in the Anglican church (Church of England) and support its upkeep with their taxes.” ( Religion in Early Virginia.) We had to decide his fate.


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One of our members, Jami Beck, volunteered to participate during the trial.


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We learned how to fire cannons and muskets.


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We danced, and sat around a properly set dinner table sharing the latest colonial gossip.

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We visited with tavern owners who served George Washington on a regular basis.


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Slaves let us enter their farm-house, feel the tobacco they harvested, smell it hanging in the barn.  But in all the authenticity of belonging to that time period.  There was always something that didn’t belong.


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Actually there were many things.  What do you think belonged, and what didn’t?

Wednesday: WP Photo Challenge: Masterpiece

WordPress Photo Challenge

For this challenge, get creative. Reach far. And remember that “masterpiece” can mean many things. We want to see awesome sites you’ve discovered, fantastic things you’ve come upon, wondrous moments you’ve captured, and more.


A few years ago I had the privilege of attending a teacher institute in Colonial Williamsburg.  It was one of the highlights of my life.  One place we visited was the DeWitt Wallace Decorative Arts Museum.  I could have stayed for hours at each exhibit reading all the blurbs, but tours always keep moving.  If you don’t keep up, you miss the lecture which is more detail than what is written on the blurbs, and you can ask questions.  You take a few pictures, and poof, you are gone.  You forget almost all the stuff you learned.  Five years go by.  Lo and behold someone at WordPress suggests that everyone create a post on masterpieces.  Yeah!

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Some accused George Washington of kingliness, but his portrait painter, Charles Wilson Peale, captured the essence of Washington assuring folks that although he was to be honored and revered, he was somewhat of a regular guy as compared to King George III.

“Washington wears the blue coat with buff trim of the Continental Army. The epaulettes with stars on his shoulders along with the blue sash identify him as the Commander in Chief. His riding boots, spurs and his sword show him to be a gentleman officer. And his pose, leaning on the barrel of the cannon show him relaxed and in control.

Portrait of George Washington. Charles Willson Peale (1741-1827), Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, 1780. Oil on canvas. OH: 96 1/4”; OW: 61 3/4.”

Gift of John D. Rockefeller, Jr”  Dewitt Museum

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King George III dressed in his best at about the same time would not have dreamed of wearing a cotton or wool jacket.  A little rabbit, a little silver, a touch of velvet, and gold let the world know that he was blinged out.

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He assured the people that their tax dollars were working hard for them.   Doesn’t everyone have a painting of their horse hanging on the front of their shirt?  Ah yes, and the hair…  This was not synthetic hair.  These beautiful locks originally had hung on someone else’s head, and had been laboriously sewn into a wig, hair by hair.  George Washington wore his own hair.

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Speaking of masterpieces.  Girls learned at very young ages to take their time and create a masterpiece of needle work.  Here are two samples that passed the mustard standards set up by the museum.  I would have given these girls an A+ if they had been my students.  How about you?  Every tried any needle work yourself?  Cross stitching, embroidery anyone?  My embroidery looks like a two-year old did it compared to what these twelve or fifteen year old girls accomplished.

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One last peek.  Does anyone want to compete?

Sordid Friday – Tales of Clementina Rind

I meant to publish an article about Clementina Rind yesterday for July 4th, but got carried away by the new dictates of my self-imposed schedule – and FORGOT!

Marsha stands in front of Clementina Rind's house in Colonial Williamsburg.
Marsha stands in front of Clementina Rind’s house in Colonial Williamsburg.

Maybe you don’t think of Clementina as being particularly sordid – certainly not in the ways that Catherine the Great portrayed sordidity!  But in her own way, publicist, Clementina Rind, was the only woman in a man’s world, in a time when women had NO say – politically.  A widow of a newspaper publisher, she was the ONLY Virginia woman to print a newspaper and hold the position of public printer during the Colonial period.

Being now unhappily forced to enter upon Business on my own Account I flatter myself those Gentlemen who shall continue to oblige me with their Custom and will not be offended at my requesting them in the future to be punctual in sending cash with Advertisements. …  May that All Ruling Power, whose chastening Hand has snatched from my dear Infants and myself make me equal to the Task! … to bestow Happiness and Plenty on my orphan Family, if they find me capable of being their Servant…”

-Virginia Gazette September 2, 1773

Clementina watched as the revolution became what she described as “inevitable.”  She published Thomas Jefferson’s First Declaration, and sent his document all over the colonies and Europe.  That document became the gateway to Jefferson’s writing fame.

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Clementina did not have long to blaze the trail.  She did not live to see the Revolution fought, and the freedom she longed for, won.  She died about a year after her husband, leaving her children to the care of Free Masons.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Up

I enjoy the WordPress challenges.  This one, UP, was particularly fun.  Up is ubiquitous. As I looked up my photos, “up” took on one meaning after another.  Some of my up connections may be stretching it a bit, but I’ve heard them all used – or used them myself.  Yesterday I wanted to finish up showing my favorite quilt show  pictures using different challenges, but then I wondered….

Are you fed up with quilts, or are you still upbeat about looking at the Best of the Valley Quilts?

This quilt is up on the wall, but the squirrel is up, too.
This quilt is up on the wall, but the squirrel is up, too.  Vince would never let a squirrel up on our furniture.  I’m not up to telling you what he does when he sneaks up on a squirrel.

But things keep happening in my life, and I can’t keep up with the many things I want to share with you.  I wanted to put up a few pictures from my first ever photography class.  We went up into the foothills to a TCOE property called Circle J Ranch near Springville, CA on Yokohl Valley Road.  The class was learning to take wildflowers, but  it seems that when we hold a camera up to our eyes, anything that moves captures our attention.  Never barking up the wrong tree, this photogenic squirrel filled up on acorns.  As for me, I am now up on the latest in using ISOs, F-stops, and can now manually focus my camera.  Yeah!  Yippee!  Giddyup!

This little guy distracted me at my wildflower photo class today!
This little guy messed me up and distracted me at my wildflower photo class today!

Someone had to give me a leg up today.  What’s up with that?

I gave my brother a leg up.
I gave my brother a leg up.  I guess Dad didn’t know how to blur the background.  Who skates in the living room?  At least we had our boots laced up correctly.

I was so focused on the work of upping my use of F-stops, that I didn’t realize my pants were soaking up moisture from the ground until all of the sudden I felt wet!   Having already gotten my knees wet from the grass, I little suspected that I had sat in a fresh cow pie.  I got up when I was done, only to realize that the gig was up, and no one there was going to look up to me and think I was cool, or smart or anything but messed up.  It looked like I …  well, you know!  I wore my jacket the rest of the day around my waist as a cover-up.

Hahaha  10 points for getting an old gal!  Add 'em up.  I'm ahead.
Hahaha 10 points for getting an old gal! Add ’em up. I’m ahead.

These guys were probably off in the background chatting up a storm and having a good laugh at my expense.  I give up.  I’ll never be cool.  I had to clean up when I got home.  Did you know that Oxy-clean does NOT clean up all stains?

Imagine cleaning up Benjamin Powell's , one of the 88 original buildings in Colonial Williamsburg.
Imagine cleaning up Benjamin Powell’s , one of the 88 original buildings in Colonial Williamsburg.

Changing up the conversation, but keeping up with the theme, a few years ago I went with a group of teachers from the Central Valley to a teachers’ institute in Colonial Williamsburg, VA.   In Colonial Williamsburg we learned a lot about how folks cleaned up around the house in the 17th and 18th centuries, about the time my family arrived here from England.

Bunny instructed us how to fold up the napkins just so.
Bunny instructed us how to fold up the napkins just so.

After cleaning, we had to set up for dinner.  Education for women in the 18th century included: measurement, time-management, keeping up the books, preserving and storing up food for winter months by pickling, smoking and drying as well as using up a lot of salt. They also had to be up on politics because they hosted political meetings in their homes.

Heads up girls.  You could have been tarred and feathered for what you did!
Heads up girls. You could have been tarred and feathered for what you did!

Some of us stocked up on trouble.  Jami Beck and I fessed up, and look where it got us.  I give up!  Jami has really shaped up.

Hands up for Jami Beck!
Hands up for Jami Beck!

She was honored Thursday, April 18th as the SJVCSS Elementary Teacher of the Year!  Give it up for Jami everyone!!

Do you have any hang-up about tobacco use?  It all started here.
Do you have any hang-ups about tobacco use? In the Colonies it all started here.

Back in Williamsburg some of the socially upward-moving folks in those days, called “middling sorts,” were tobacco farmers.  They hung up the tobacco leaves to dry in the barn.

"Hi, I'm Clementina.  Come on up."
“Hi, I’m Clementina. Come on up.”

Others, like Clementina Rind, were publishers.  She had to go up stairs just to get inside the front door.  That’s really me, but we all were assigned to be a certain person for a week, and I was Clementina, and this was her house.

Re-enactors showed up everywhere to draw us into the 18th century daily life.
Here’s Jami again listening up, soaking up the experience to take back to her students.

We spent much of our week in taverns.  That’s where everyone congregated and visit and eat in those days.  They are still good places to go and bulk up.  Re-enactors dressed up in colonial clothing showed up everywhere to draw us into the 18th century daily life.  This tavern owner, is telling us what George Washington liked at her tavern.

"Look up.  Hold still.  I don't want to cut up your face," said the early 20th century barber.
“Look up. Hold still. I don’t want to cut up your face,” said the early 20th century barber.

Let’s jump forward two centuries.  Former slaves, led by Col. Allen Allensworth, who fought in the Civil War, established the one freedom colony in California. It is located in the southern end of Tulare County.  He rounded up other retired African-American military men, known as Buffalo Soldiers to settle his town, founded in 1908.  Interpreter Steve Ptomey lifted up spirits with his razor-sharp demonstration of a trip to the Barbershop.  In Allensworth some of the kids cleaned up really well.  Just so you don’t suspect Steve of child abuse – he wasn’t using a real razor!

Yum.  Does this make you want to throw up?  I hope not.
Yum. Does this make you want to throw up? I hope not.

Moving back up to the 21st century to the small upscale town Exeter, folks are considering what to cook up for dinner.  Hanging up in the meat locker might be one of those cows that got up the nerve to laugh at me!

This cart is busted up.
This cart is busted up.

In nearby Woodlake someone took borrowed a cart from the grocery story, and left it broken up, littering up our beautiful lake.  Do people do that in your area?  That steams me up.

What's he digging?  Give up?  He's a cable guy.
What’s he digging? Give up? He’s a cable guy.

I’d like to hurry up and get this published.   I have many more pictures to share, but I’m going to limit myself to two or three that I dug up from my collection.

What's the scoop here?
What’s the scoop here?

That’s all I could scoop up in a couple of days of preparing this post. (lie – I have tons more)

No good trying to row upstream on this creek.
No good trying to row upstream on this creek.

I’m almost all dried up.

Puppy Girl either curls up between us or throws herself against us.  She's in love.
Puppy Girl either curls up between us or throws herself against us. She’s in love.

I’ll leave you with this thought.  Cuddle up with someone you love and read a good post or book, or watch a movie.  Life is looking up!

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Sunday Post: Unforgettable


Unforgettable means never to be forgotten, remarkable in a way that cannot be forgotten such as place, events or great memories.  As much as I forget appointments, and names these are some experiences I won’t forget.

I really thought parasailing was going to be much more thrilling frightening than it was.  I waited until the two little girls that were on the boat with us went first.  I figured if they could do it, I could.  V did  not want to try it.   It felt like I was in a squeaky Ferris Wheel seat that was a little too tight.  V was the one who was really having the unforgettable time.  This former Navy guy found out that boat rides on the ocean were better off forgotten.


I tend to overestimate what I might like to can do.  I assume I will like it until I try it.  The next trip to Hawaii brought me another adventure I would never forget, and so I crossed it off my to-do list forever.  That smile was pained.  Riding up the dusty mountain was difficult, coming back down and trying to keep my mare on the path with the rest of the folks instead of careening off the path in search of greenery…

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The final unforgettable memory I’m going to share today was from one of the most memorable weeks of my life.  A trip with teachers from across the United States to Colonial Williamsburg.  Every minute was packed with adventures.  In this shot we were learning how the soldiers cooked their food in outdoor ovens with a walk around path while they were on the battlefield.  Our week included visits to Yorktown and Jamestown as well.  If you like United States History, this is a place to spend some time.

Thanks for joining me for a few unforgettable experiences.  Jakesprinter has many more to share with you that will spark your ideas.