Bright sunny day. Books on tape. What a surprise to see this flag grow and grow as we went down the highway. Had to stop. There are a cannon, a few plaques, and a small cemetery, plus a little tiny town. Don’t even remember exactly where we were, just that this was such a surprise we backtracked to see it.
We forgot to take pictures documenting where. Anybody recognize this?
First and last battle my distant Confederate cousin fought before he was captured, sent to Camp Douglas in Chicago, and died. Such a beautiful place for such a horrendous event.
Crazy weather down here. Lightning captured by a photographer who either is mighty quick with his point and click, unlike mine which is all thumbs, or a very patient person. Either way…good job.