I have many blogs where I have written about various topics at one time or another. Vanishing Calhoun and Yondering are about my hometown and about travels. I have a blog named Graves of Confederate Soldiers. Here I record the burials of Confederate soliders. I am nearing 1000 cemeteries visited. I have a genealogy blog that I do not spend a lot of time working in because I do not do a lot of genealogy any more. Somewhere on this I have placed links to these blogs if anyone strikes your fancy to visit.
In 1985 I recorded the encounter with a bluebird on a road sign in an orange engineering notebook. Since then I have recorded just about everything that has happened in my personal and professional life in one type of journal or another. Notes from the Field will be a place where I record things that I normally write about in my daybook.
Went into the field this morning for intentional birdwatching. I was making extended observation of briar patches in pastures along Moss Road in Gordon County, Georgia. This guy walked up to within 25 feet of my truck.
Later he showed up again running across the pasture with two more buddies.
February 18, 2018 – The sun shined and the day warmed up. We took a jeep ride to the Resaca Battlefield Park in Resaca, Georgia. Walking along Camp Creek I encountered the bleached bones of a bird. The beak is several inches long and vertebrae near by were relatively large. I would thing it was a Great Blue Heron.
The weekend was wet and cold. We spent most of yesterday at a wrestling tournament and most of today playing cards and working on school work. Loaded all of my feeders yesterday and this guy cam to visit the peanut butter suet today.
For years I have known about a cemetery that sets on a rise beyond Longhorns out across the interstate. There was once a Geocache located on the slope beyond the graves. I found it but did not record anything about the cemetery. I visited the cemetery Sunday afternoon and found over 20 graves for Abbot, Faith, Fox, and Wyatt Families. This is an old Gordon County cemetery. The last burial that I could find was in 1921. The largest tombstones are those of the Abbott Family. Jacob Abbott came from Virginia to Gordon County. He died in 1863. Two of his sons were Confederate soldiers and are buried here.
Robert Ambrose Abbott was a member of Company K of the 3rd Georgia Calvary. he enlisted in the army with a horse valued at 200 dollars in 1862. He died at Camp Randolph in Calhoun.
Armstead Ambrose Abbott enlisted in the Confederate Army on May 7, 1862. He was a member of the Calhoun Blues, Company D, 40th Georgia Infantry Regiment. A.A> Abbott was captured at Champion Hill on May 17, 1863 and was a prisoner of war at Fort Delaware. At some point prior to 1864 he was paroled. He rejoined the army and was captured again at Atlanta on August 113, 1864. He spent time at as a POW at Louisville, Kentucky, Camp Chase, Ohio, and Point Lookout, Maryland. Here he took the oath of allegiance and was released on June 22, 1865.
Jacob Abbott Find Grave Memorial# 35643928
Robert Ambrose Abbott Find a Grave Memorial # 159554608
Compiled Service Records of Confederate Soldiers Who Served in Organizations from the State of Georgia. Original data from: The National Archives, Retrieved from at 3-Fold January 22, 2018. (http://www.fold3.com)
It has been several weeks since I blogged of my travels in the field. I have had content, but not the time or inclination to write. We ware starting our third week of school and football season is in full swing, so I have not took much time at this venture. At any rate very people are seeing the blog. I wonder if it will every be pictured up by Google.
Today was a big day for the backyard naturalist. A Monarch butterfly was passing through and stopped at a sunflower.
When I saw this building today I was moving across Cherokee County, Alabama at a pretty good clip. I turned around to go back and get a photograph. I pulled up in the church parking lot across the road and took my photographs. A silver haired gentleman and his wife were the only folks in the parking lot…as a matter of fact they were the only folks at church. Mr. Strickland told me that the building was a commissary for a iron smelting operation. He pointed out where other building had been replaced with privet hedges and trees. Cherokee Historical Society signage states that the Rock Run Furnace operated from 1874 until 1923. Mr. Strickland said it was quite the community.
I spent the afternoon at the Kennesaw Mountain Battlefield National Park today. I visited the Kolb’s Farm and Cheatham Hill. Photographs were taken of wayside markers and troop placements markers that dot the landscape. At Cheatham Hill I walked along side Confederate earthworks thrown up along the highest contour of the hill. At one spot the works bend back perpendicularly to the east. I had just found Dead Angle …a place of great killing. Captain James Hall of the 9th Tennessee Infantry described the carnage of August 27, 1864:
After the enemy had retired and we could survey the ground in our front which they had just occupied, a frightful and disgusting scene of death and destruction was presented to our view. During all of the four years of the war, I do not remember ever to have seen the ground so completely strewn with dead bodies. – The Kennesaw Line: Eyewitness at Dead Angle, Emerging Civil War, http://www.emergingcivilwar.com, accessed July 9, 2017.
Tonight as I write this dispatch from the field I am listening and watching the 25th anniversary version of Ken Burns, Civil War on PBS. I remember people in the south did not like this when it first aired in 1989. Now 25 years later in the time of removing Confederate monuments and calling southern soldiers losers and traitors I find it a little amusing that most of the people I saw today today in the battlefield were walking dogs or jogging in their yoga pants, with bulky backpacks, and water bottles were the accruements of the day.
Oblivious to the drama that unfolded on this field…the face to face wholesale slaughter of humans by humans occurred here…cars whiz through land stained red with American blood. Family with their dogs on leashes and kids in tow hike past trenches where men squatted in blood and fired away at each of other separated by a mere 30 feet.
We returned from Tybee Island on the Georgia Coast yesterday evening. A few days of history, geocaching, good eating, cemeteries, and watching ships pass Tybee Roads into Savannah River. This trip into the field has given me many, many stories to appear on my blogs.
I am not much of a gardener. This is evidenced by my total harvest of two tomatoes and one gourd last year. This is my claim to fame is going to be my stunted watermelons and Indian Corn. I how must have a penchant for growing weeds, because my butterfly garden is absolutely my most productive garden project to date. It is being visited by pollinators..bees, small flying insects, and an occasional butterfly. Yesterday, an American Goldfinch in full breeding plumage sat among the Cosmos “Sensations” and picked away and the head and petals. The picture is a little fuzzy as I took the picture through the sunroom window.
Wednesday, June 13, 2017, was a real big “finding” day. In the morning I found one of the Calhoun Rocks painted rocks, and two Munzees. I took a Letterboxing trip to the cemeteries in Cassville and Kingston. The find of the day was a structure on Hall Station Road about a mile and a half from Kingston The structure or ruins appear to be the only extant structure of the Williams Cement Company double kiln…a pre- Civil War business venture in north Georgia. Apparently there is a rock formation that can be mined for an ore from which cement is produced.
I also found Geocaches along this trip.
On June 15, 2017 We went to the top of Horn Mountain ..opposite John’s Mountain ..to find a Geocache GC6DA6 – A Surprise on Horn Mountain. That was quite the adventure. We were took Forest Road 231 to the top of the ridge where the old road bed crosses the ridge. We would have never taken this trip in the past. BUT with our little orange jeep we are fearless!
The top is lined with a narrow strip of large and medium boulders. There is a geology lesson there. There is also a botany lesson to he developed.
When I got to the cache the ridge top was enveloped in a cloud…this was kind of surreal.
June 18, 2017 – Father’s Day Trip to Point Park in Chattanooga. We did a six mile hike that absolutely killed me. Saw a lot of interesting thing today.