We were back at the Northeast Georgia History Center today, for the first time since nearly February when we were involved in the Deerskin Wars. Of course, we were simply learning about the Deerskin Wars back then. Before that, the DeSoto Expedition. But past then, all we've learned about is how to use Zoom, and crush the economy.
How nice to see some familiar faces, returning to teach and help with the theme of "Home and Harvest." It was a fall theme, a history lesson with each station we stopped at. Kat and the gentleman above recognized us immediately, and we found ourselves dancing an older "non-contact" dance with do-si-dos, bows and curtsies. That was nice, but the whole event was enjoyable as usual. We did the usual pose in front of the green screen, although this time there were no print-outs, so that there would be less contact. Really, this works out better so visitors can go get their pictures online afterwards.
The part that didn't work out as much was that Mom was wearing a green colored shirt! Of course, this time around, there were no costumes to put on, all of that to avoid contact as much as possible. And that's okay. They really did a great job though, spreading things out and making an enjoyable experience for the whole family. Nana and Mom were walking through the exhibits, although it appears as if there are updates coming. Meanwhile, Madison and I were using an old carpentry tool used a couple hundred years ago.
She was carving off the bark with a blade there, and doing a pretty good job of it with those strong arms of hers. The staff on hand was there to help guide and instruct, and show some of the other older tools as well.
She was wandering the grounds somewhat, taking pictures here or there. Outdoors, there is plenty to take a picture of. There were three stations set up out there, one with tools and this other one here, a friendly staff worker showing us different ways to make candles.
You can see her holding up a string with a weight on it, the kind you dip repeatedly - and slowly - in that hot beeswax there. We asked her what was in the pot there, and the response should have been, "None of your beeswax." Sadly, missed opportunity...!
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