Atonement is now over, and so it's back to the FOT countdown. I finally got to see Mr. Rod McNair, as he delivered our sermon via video. It approached Atonement from a completely different perspective; he discussed different aspects of the spirit of self-indulgence, and ended up contrasting that spirit with the self-denial inherent in observing Atonement, and in a Christian's overall life. Along the way he touched on the symbolism of the OT ritual. He sounded quite a bit like his late father. Quite a bit. His hairstyle reminded me of his uncle Raymond. Today was a good day - and Ryan's has never tasted better.
I took a few pictures of my hometown while I was there (I guess it would be harder to take said pictures when I wasn't there). I took a few representative pics of the type of homes that line Clio's Main Street.
I've never asked, but I assume these homes were all built around the turn of the 20th century. Perhaps an architect out there can venture a guess. I especially love the large porches. I'd hate to have to heat one of those jokers though. Most of these homes are owned by members of the older families. Of course, we have our brick homes and trailer parks and dirt roads too, but these homes give Clio its character, I think.
To give you an idea of just how booming a metropolis it is, I took a pic looking east and looking west at the major intersection in town. Okay, so it's the ONLY intersection.
Please pay no attention to the dearth of businesses and the lack of pedestrian traffic. It was a dreary Monday, after all. Funny - I never thought I'd feel like a tourist in a place in which I'd spent 18 full years + summers.
In case you haven't yet realized how rural my hometown is, here's the view from my paternal grandmother's front door:
Yep, that's right. White Gold.
Here's the view from my maternal grandmother's front door:
That's a ginning facility for the aforementioned White Gold. I guess I was destined to end up working in cotton.
All of a sudden, an important question comes to mind: Why am I still up at 5 AM? I don't have a midterm today, like some. Why am I not sleepy? I should go to bed anyway, seeing as how I have a million and one errands to run tomorrow before sundown, not to mention staying awake in my 3:30 Genetics/Biochemistry seminar. *Yawn* I think I'll do just that. Ciao!
5 comments:
I want the last house.
It could use a little work. But it's yours. My Feast gift to you.
Aren't the all-nighters supposed to end after you get out of school??
In theory, my child. In theory.
Surprisingly, those houses are easier to heat and cool than one would think. They were typically designed with cross-ventilation in mind. Ah, back in the day when people thought about placement of house, sun, wind, etc.
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