MMAP, New Creations, Richmond, IN final

When we first arrived in Richmond, I saw a rose garden in one of the parks.  I decided I HAD to get some pictures.  Dian came with me one day and got some pictures as well.  
I took over a hundred pictures!  And spent 3 hours last night looking at them close up!  There were over 100 species, with over 1000 plants.  It was the most beautiful rose garden I have seen, and it was at the height of blooming!  Here are only a sampling of roses I had not seen before!

Cherry Parfait
Double Delight

Easy Does It
About Face
 
Hot Cocoa

No names were on these, but they were just as beautiful!

Richmond’s claim to fame is that it is the birthplace of jazz recordings at the Gennett Recording Studio 

Who would have guessed.  After two and a half weeks here, I was determined to find the Walk of Fame, a sidewalk commemorating those first recorders.  So after visiting the rose garden,  Dian and I ventured out to find it.  
What an adventure to get there….  We could see the tower, but kept circling the White River Gorge.  

We arrived after a young, self-described licensed PI helped us!  We found  these well known names amoung the pictures.
 Lawrence Welk

Gene Autry
and Guy Lombardo
The guys continued the last week working in the kitchen, replacing and repairing walls and molding,

and the ladies sorted apples.

During the past weekends in Richmond, we toured the Old District, finding 
murals

attending the Italian Street fair

and the world’s largest candle at Warm Glow Candle outlet.

Along Main street, were some pretty amazing homes…. most of which needed loving care.  

This one had an exposed, three story (triple) fireplace
Paul was really intriqued with this exposure, seeing the three fireplaces, one from each story, going into one chimney!
Gennett Mansion (it had not opened for the season yet) was not one that needed care, though

This morning we left and are head for home.  The time has gone fast; we have worked hard and played a little bit along the way.   Ready to go home for a while, leaving this sign for you to ponder………

MMAP New Creations, Richmond, IN

Time flies when you’re having fun!!

We are already more than halfway through our stay here at New Creations in Richmond, Indiana.
How appropriate that we see new life here…

The location is beautiful, with creeks and three lakes

on 700 acres with a horse farm,

lots of farmland,

rare, exposed “Ice Age” markings,

and plenty of wildflowers!

New Creations was started in this building that housed the high school classrooms and dorms.

They now have a huge two story building that houses classrooms, gym, commercial kitchen and dining hall.

In addition, New Creations is currently home to a church, which served as classrooms and gym at one time,

and camp (including horse camp)

Until 2009 it also included a college.

The guys have been kept busy with several small but much needed repair projects:
A pole holder in the gymnasium,

the fence around the playground

and installed siding in a tight location

They also replaced half of a garage roof after a tree fell on it!
Paul even tried to nail two of his fingers together!

The interior of the barn needed some work as well,

reinstalling feed troughs

and stable gates and walls.

We ladies have been having fun with KP duty, cleaning and prepping potatoes.

Two thousand pounds of potatoes were donated, and they have used about half of them. We saved as many as we could that were left!

This included cutting them into french fries,

frying them,

and laying them out on a tray for freezing (to keep them from sticking together)

and finally, bagging them!
Then we started the process for chips this week!

Last weekend, after church ( I just had to post how close church, where the cross is, is to Lowes, Paul’s “other” church”!)

our MMAP team celebrated Mother’s Day at the Roadhouse Steak Restaurant. It was a fun time of fellowship. And throughout the day, I got to talk to all of my children!

Paul spent the rest of the weekend doing plumbing repairs to the motorhome! He first worked on the shower faucets which are still in need of help. He installed these designer handles for me!!! I can now turn the water off and on! Seriously, I do appreciate these. The alternative is replacing the whole thing, which needs some more “pondering” since there is no access behind the shower!

He also fixed a leak in the kitchen faucet.  Then our water heater had quit working a couple of days prior– first the gas side, then the electrical side! Paul spent two days and tried different things, and finally got the electrical side going again. I am so appreciative of his willingness and abilities to take on a challenge!!

So I am looking forward to this weekend, hoping to look around the area a bit!

 Since this blog was all about work, hopefully, the next blog will be all about play!!

CATS!

Why do cats choose US?

While living in Julian, a Siamese cat adopted us….he was fed by our weekend neighbor, so then came to us. Since he was male, the kids decided to name him Michael. Soon after Michael came, we noticed a smaller, lighter colored Siamese cat. Paul thought I was just seeing the same cat, but low and behold, we heard some meowing under the house and found the second unnamed cat had two kittens. She proudly led me to them…. a calico and another Siamese. When they were about 6 weeks old, we found a home for them on a farm nearby as mousers for their barn. Paul saw them later when he did some phone work and they were happy as could be!

The second time a cat adopted us, we were at a campground in Louisiana. There were lots of stray wild cats around and we kept chasing them away from our rig. When it came time to leave we did not count them…. but we should have, because when we got to Texas, we could hear a cat in the bins. But we would hear it in front, then in back, so we figured it had gotten onto the I beam. We felt it leave at night and return early morning. But we could not find it anywhere. Paul even dismantled part of the bottom to try to get it out. We only caught a glimpse of it one time, and saw only the bright eyes and large ears of a ferel cat. We finally moved across the campground one night after hearing it leave….

Third time was this past week! We set up the motorhome at My Old Kentucky Home State Park, sat down on our chairs to enjoy the peace, and heard a cat meow. Then we saw the Calico cat. She was very friendly and looked well kept so we thought she was a local. The folks across from us asked if it was ours and we said no, but she stuck by us, following both of us around when we were outside. They even fed her when she wandered over there when we left for the day. But she was always on our chairs, or table, or under our rig when we got home after a day out. I did let her cuddle with me… she was missing someone! We could not figure out why us? When we were getting ready to leave, she tried to get into the rig or the car. It was tempting. But we told her no, this is where she lived! About three hours after we left, heading north, on Friday morning we got a phone call that went something like this: You don’t know me, but I am a student at Kentucky Mountain, and I have been missing my cat for about a week now. Someone suggested maybe she got into one of the rigs camped on campus…..Did she possibly get into your vehicle? Mystery solved!!!
We told her where we left the cat (about 2 1/2 hours NW of her)! Later that night we got another phone call…. she had retrieved her cat and was SO happy…. I imagine the cat was too.

We have been here in Indiana now for a week and have kept busy. I almost forgot about posting this blog….until I started to think about the next blog! Yep….. it is almost Social Security time for me!!

Bardstown, KY

For the week between our project in KY and the one in IN, we stayed for five days at My Old Kentucky Home State Park. The campground was a wonderful place, so peaceful and quiet, next to the golf course. The home at the park is a stately Georgian Colonial mansion, home of Judge John Rowan, cousin of Stephen Foster who visited in 1852 and was inspired to write the famous song, “My Old Kentucky Home”, now the official Kentucky state song.

Bardstown is close to Lincoln’s birthplace and childhood home in Hodgenville area.
We stopped at the site of his chidhood home at Knob Creek first,

then in Hodgenville, where they have a statue of him as a child, which was commissioned in 2008

and one as an adult commissioned by congress and erected in 1909

We also visited the Lincoln Museum, which had life size dioramas tracing his life.

His birthplace is a National Historical Park with a granite memorial located on land where he was born and enshrines a 19th century cabin symbolic of the type of home in which he was born. The memorial building has 56 steps, one for each year of his life.

This Sinking Spring was used by his family.

Since Bardstown is the Kentucky Bourbon capital, we decided to take the Kentucky Bourbon Trail and visited three of the six distilleries.
Heaven Hill

had the most extensive display area and seemed to be the largest visitor center.

Although their warehouses were on this site, their distillery was located elsewhere.

Maker’s Mark was further out in the country and had a down home feel

and the only one where the tour actually went through the distillery

and the bottling process, where they were filling gallon bottles on this day,

as well as sealing with the hot wax.

Paul even tried his hand at it.

These are the actual labels being made on this machine!

We visited Jim Beam, which was in the opposite direction, the following day. Our guide was 8th generation Beam family member.

Thought it was interesting that a church would be located between two Bourbon storage warehouses!

One day we spent the day in Bardstown. The building that housed the visitor center was very impressive!

We visited Museum Row which included War Memorial of Mid America Museum and Women of the Civil War Museum

The War Memorial Museum included a display for each of the wars America has been in, from the Revolution to the current war. This was the World War II display

The women’s museum honored the women who supported the troops as nurses, spies, as well as dressing as men in order to fight!

There is a copy of a letter from Lincoln to the troops to not harm the Angels of Mercy or their possessions, because they were taking care of men on both sides.

At the Civil War Museum, there was numerous cannons, this one used by Lew Marshall, who later became the author of Ben Hur,

and other memorabilia.

A display on each of the battles of the war,

including Nashville and Franklin.

Located nearby was the Old Bardstown Pioneer Village

We had Kentucky Hot Brown for lunch

at the historic Old Talbott Tavern, oldest western stagecoach stop in America. It has been operating since 1779!

When we first arrived at the state park, Paul remembered his grandmother was buried in or near Louisville, so over the course of a few days of phone calls, he was able to talk to one of his cousin who knew where she had been buried. It was in a little town named Lawrenceburg, outside of Louisville. Her son (this cousin’s father) had made arrangements for her when she was killed in an auto accident in Hope, Arkansas, in the early 1950’s. It was about an hour away, so we took off and were able to find the spot she was buried, at the foot of her son, Herman VanDyke, but there is no headstone.

We left on Friday morning for Indiana, and are now excited to be at our next work site, New Creations Christian School.