Our farmhouse is on the right in the picture of New Roads in the snow last Wednesday. The town is located northwest of Baton Rouge. When hurricanes threaten, we evacuate to the farm, which is no longer much of a farm. A nearby farmer makes hay in the field, and we harvest pecans from the many pecan trees on the property.
The Randall Oak is on the property next to us. Wiki says:
Pointe Coupee was home to Julien de Lallande Poydras, a merchant, planter, poet, statesman, banker and philanthropist who helped establish the state's first public schools in Pointe Coupee in the early 1800s. He likewise endowed a trust fund to provide impoverished brides with dowries in Pointe Coupee and West Baton Rouge Parishes. Visitors will find his grave on the grounds of the old Poydras School on Main Street in New Roads, now a museum and cultural center established by the Pointe Coupee Historical Society.
James Ryder Randall, an English professor who has written the poem "Maryland, My Maryland" in April 1861, at nearby Poydras College on False River. The poem was later put to music. The site is still known as Randall Oak, though the school was destroyed by fire in 1881. The poem is now Maryland's official state song.
I don't know which house is pictured above, but the snowfall is visible.
Above is the road that runs in front of our property. A neighbor of ours in New Roads sent the pictures.
The snow is pretty, but I'm glad I wasn't there. Our neighbor, who lives in the house on the right in the picture at the top, works for the highway department, and he hardly slept for two days. He supervises the road crews who clear the snow off the roads and bridges.
oh dear.... and it's headed this way....
ReplyDeleteOh Margaret, I'm so sorry! What a winter!
ReplyDeleteThe shots through the snow of your farm are beautiful. Hope you didn't lose any plants to the cold!
ReplyDeleteThis winter has been for us so much milder that last winter. But almost everywhere else seems to have the worst this winter!
Very nice photos. I'm sure your neighbor was quite busy. I have a lot of respect for people who plow the roads. When I wake up in the middle of the night and hear the plows go by, I'm so grateful that I'm inside and warm and there are people who are willing to do the plowing.
ReplyDeleteAzaleas grow like weeds in NR. That's what you see near the road and in front of the house. We can't grow plants which need a lot of care because we're not there.
ReplyDeleteThe Randall Oak is enormous and was there long before Randall wrote his poem.
Will it never end?
ReplyDeleteDP, the word is that your part of the northern hemisphere and mine is headed for a period of winter all year round. :-)
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