I like this picture of the rough lumbered corn crib with the ancient tree beside it. Lots of texture in this photograph. Beyond the tree you can see the levee that holds the "catfish pond" that Fessie had built in the late 60s.
Porch on Fessie and Beck's house, flanked by old nandina bush with winter berries. The house was built during World War II while Fessie was away serving in the Navy. The porch facing north was added later to replace an original porch on the west side of the house.
English Branch, and site of former grist mill, just a few yards from Fessie's house. Click here for a previous post about the English family and this small creek that's a tributary of the old Tombigbee River
Fessie's barn with black walnut trees growing in Fessie's former watermelon patch south of the barn. That white blur is our dog Rupert who seems to think every click of the camera should include him. He is barely out of view in the other photos, and yes he swam the river slough, twice, and waded through the creek.
Tombigbee River slough, full of bald cypress trees and knobs. This is the only time of year you would want to walk through this swampy place, but it is beautiful year-round. I have been itching to come here in the dead of winter to take pictures.
Another view of Fessie's barn, this time from the north with sawtooth oak planted in the foreground.
Tombigbee River with brambles and briars along its banks. High water marks on the nearby bald cypress trees show the flood stages of the old river.
No telling how old this tree is. A forestry expert couldn't positively identify it; he called it a hybrid oak, a mix of the various oak trees found on Fessie and Beck's farm. An old houseplace used to stand nearby; it's been long-gone. Dusk was settling in when I captured the last rays of the sun in the wintry western sky.