So. Part 3 worked pretty well, because I didn’t say very much, and I let the pictures do the talking. A picture or a thousand words, or something along those lines.
So let’s try again. This time we’re at the steps of the Black Swamp Plantation big house, which is just north of the Robertville Baptist Church. It’s all that’s left of William Henry Lawton’s home at Black Swamp. General Sherman’s left wing burned it all.
I’d like to add that I stepped in fire ants and had to take a short intermission to knock them off my foot. Sugar demanded that I take off my shoe, and, as usual, he was right again, because the ants covered my shoe. He made short work of brushing them off, while I brushed them off my foot and pants leg. At least I didn’t sit on the mound this time.