Oatlands: Leesburg, Virginia

We went over the river on the Jubal Early ferry, bypassed the crowded malls, and landed at the Oatlands Historic House and Gardens in Leesburg, Virginia. A former plantation belonging to a significant founding family, the Carters, then valued by the Eustis family in the early 1900s who were instrumental in founding the National Trust. The site is another great property administered by the National Trust for Historic Preservation.

15th Annual Telfair Art Fair

A nice letter in the box when I retuned home invited two map-drawings to the Open Art display in the atrium of the Jepson Center for the Telfair Art Fair: Wright Square (Savannah no. 4) and Coastal Landscape Map (Savannah no. 3)

Wright Square is the first in a series detailing Savannah's squares, a "collage" constructed with pieces from historic maps, plan drawings showing paths and tree canopies, and elevation drawings showing the buildings that surround the square and are so essential to its character.Coastal Landscape Map shows the relationship of Savannah's neat grid over the sinuous coastal landscape carved by water and gentle topography.

Wright Square was sold when I arrived to look around Friday night and I picked up Coastal Landscape Map Sunday after the show. It sits here on my couch, now, until it finds a real home.

*UPDATE: I wondered who snatched up Wright Square so quick, and now I know, thanks to the fact that Savannah is kind of a small town and everything is interconnected. It was a fine upstanding member of the community and the Telfair, a super-cool kind of guy. He is actually a client of S. & S. Urban Analysis & Design, where we've worked with him on many projects, including a charrette just a few weeks ago. Today he was describing to C. his purchase...something like this...So, the "guy" [that would be me, apparently] actually drew the elevations all around the square....I bought it as soon as it was unwrapped, before it was hung...

C. was like, You gotta be kidding...you know whose piece that is? It's Kirsten, in our office...

Ohhhhh.....

You Can Never Go Home

...it's never the same. But sometimes there are good surprises. The Jamborree in Floyd, Virginia is bigger than ever. It looked to me like the Cracker Barrel, all renovated and much larger and nicer and newer with new "pressed-tin" ceilings. Thanks goodness they kept the old wooden floor that's seen so many dancers' taps. A lot of the old folks were there, too and lots of new ones. Banjoes and fiddles and guitars, stand-up bass, still played around town in every nook and cranny they could find.

So far, I've never lived anywhere longer than Blacksburg. It felt like home. This is the memorial to the students and teachers who lost their lives in April 2007, a stone and a holly bush for each.
View of Pearisburg from Angel's Rest on the Appalachian Trail.

The best surprise, besides seeing good friends so happy, was re-visiting Newport and Eggleston, two of the towns I documented ten years ago. Newport looks exactly the same. The old store in Eggleston, where I first met shopkeeper Gladys Dowdy, is open as a restaurant with live music and a great menu! After some recent years of vacancy after Gladys passed away, the 1926 building is beautiful as ever and the old cash register Gladys used is still there.