Thursday, September 9, 2010
Close to Nowhere
Thursday night, Dana, our daughter, asked me if I’d like to go to Jackson with her. I said sure, as long as we can make the short, one-inch on my map, detour by Starkville.
We set off bright and early Friday morning. Nearing Oxford, Dana said, “I need to go by Pontotoc for horse wormer.”
She actually doesn’t go to Pontotoc, she goes to a small town/community named Randolph, with an Amish community nearby. She and Marion Pryor take horses there regularly for hoof problems and shoeing at the Amish horse-shoeing barn.
They’ve discussed Andy and Peanut, brothers and horse-shoer extraordinaires, until I felt like I knew them personally.
Friday, I realized Dana and Marion had left out one teensy fact -- I’d assumed all this time that Andy and Peanut were wise old horsemen in the Amish community.
Wrong! Andy was not nearing 60 with a gray beard and distinguished demeanor. Peanut wasn’t either.
Andy, my “wise old man,” is about 24! Red-headed! No beard, and a huge grin most of the time we were there.
We spent 15 or so minutes there, admiring the large number of horses waiting to be shoed, then we headed on toward Starkville.
You almost can’t get to Starkville from Randolph. Dana had her iPhone and Google Maps giving us directions, and after turning at least 27 times, we wound up on Pecan Drive in Starkville.
We were headed to a new friend’s house, Lynette Peeples, and I was delighted to see a Peeples Pecan Co. sign on Pecan Dr.
We’d come to Lynette’s house to pick up a quilting frame (I met Lynette at the MS Quilter’s Association meeting in Jackson, last June). She’d bought the frame, then had neck surgery and could no longer use the hand-quilting frame.
I’d looked at it on the Internet and was sure it would fold up and fit in my Toyota hatchback.
Wrong! In the end, Dana and Mr. Peeples ended up dismantling the frame. It still almost didn’t fit!
When Lynette mentioned that she had another frame to sell, can you guess what happened? I came home from Starkville with two wonderful new quilting frames in my car!
Did you know that Jackson was 88 miles from Starkville? My map looked like it was about an inch. Wrong again!
We stopped for lunch at Lake Tiak-o’khata and both of us fell smack in love!
Neither of us had ever been there and are planning a return visit soon!
To be continued...
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