Our second night at Fairview Riverside State Park….

The rains came in the night. All of a sudden the silence of the night interrupted with squalls of rain hitting the roof of the RV. Silence, pounding rain, silence, pounding rain, all night long. Common, these seasonal rains in the south, some violent with their arrival.

We woke to flooded roads,  the river overflowing its bank. We have been at Fairview before and experienced the same seasonal rains and flooding roads.

Not long after the rain stopped, the water receded leaving debris behind,  rain drops dripped from tree leaves, and the grass remained marsh like, which deterred us from walking on it.

We were at Fairview for three nights and the sun never fully showed itself, always hiding behind gray clouds.

We still enjoyed our stay, visited with friends, ate seafood, had coffee and beignets, and shopped at our favorite grocery store for Louisiana foods to take with us.

 

Our journey continues bringing us to a favorite place…

A place that brings smiles, makes my heart sing with happiness, and one where loved ones are waiting to embrace us in hugs. A peaceful place with lots of birds, beautiful trees and scrubs, acres of green fields, ponds, and sounds of pounding hoofs racing to relieve their curiosity over whom has come to visit.

There is also sadness with this visit, two hearts no longer with us. Remember Annie, the border collie and Socks the barn cat, sadly not here. I know they are here in spirit walking with us, side by side through these green fields, just as they always did.

 

Our visit is short, but memories are being created that will last forever. We will return in March with plans to stay longer.

My brother thinks this barn is over 100 years old. Coming to visit grandparents when I was little, from home in New Orleans, I remember seeing this barn. A left turn at the intersection where the old barn sits leads to Granddaddy’s farm. The roof has recently been repaired.

Knowing there are fun times ahead, we still leave our favorite spot with heavy hearts. With one last embrace that has to last until we return, our journey continues. On Tuesday we head east.