Hurricane

 

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Clouds rolling, fishing boats trolling, no one hurries, no worries.

Why would they?

Just another week before, times so oft seen ashore – Hurricane

Seas at calm, humidity and balm, casting nets, no one frets-

And why should they?

Three days still ahead, winds blustery, no imminent dread – Hurricane

Some boats docking, nothing shocking, tides ebb and flow as always.

And why shouldn’t they?

Two days out, growing swells, winds blow wet, fishy smells – Hurricane

Batten down the hatches, ply-wood patches, windows X’ed, and boarded.

Just another day.

Sea walls breach, waters roll in, cars flood the bridge again – Hurricane

Red sky morning, a sailors warning, fishing pier nearly covered.

Will it hold?

Windows smashing, palm trees lashing, bridges crashing – Hurricane

Houses falling, winds a squalling, power shorted, beach aborted—

Where are they?

People missing, windows hissing, trees falling, rivers mauling – Hurricane

Pier is gone, squeals and moans, rip-tides ravaging main street.

When will it end?

Skies darken, as the sea resides, no where left on earth to hide-Hurricane

Barometric vacuum steals breath from lungs, too late now no-where to run.

Tidal Wave!

Forty-foot wall of deadly force, headed inland with no remorse-Hurricane

Sudden blast of horrendous sound, no-one to hear it,  there is no –

Town

 

Hurricane

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The Village At Indian Springs

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There are lots of interesting summer getaways across the Southeast, and southern United States. And though I’ve yet to vacation, or even visit many of them, I have indeed seen my share of resort areas from Florida to West Virginia, from the mountains to the sea. For me, however, a nature, history,  and Native American enthusiast, few hold as much intrigue, as “The Village At Indian Springs.”resortfrontweb[1]

Replete  in early American history, dating from the Pre-Revolutionary, war era, Indian Springs, was held sacred among early Native American tribes from Alabama, to Canada, as well as from Carolina, to Mexico. It had its skirmishes in the Civil War as-well.

resort4[1]Today, It’s a must see getaway. A memory making experience one will relive for a life time. And, with

The Village At Indian Springs offering everything from clean, comfortable, accommodations, and shopping conveniences, is the perfect place to spend an exciting, fun filled family vacation. In fact, with nine different “Wedding Venues” to choose from, it’s a great place to start, and raise a family.

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Indian Springs is located just minutes from the Butts County, county seat, of Jackson, and I-75. Sort of a “Touch of Country” in the city kind of town, only without all the traffic and noise. There are two nearby state parks, including the oldest state park in America, Indian Springs State Park, and many lakes and falls.resort17[1]

Geographically, Indian Springs sits almost precisely in the center of the state of Georgia.10329930_870873616262463_3928021164402270252_o[1] And, like a scene from a Norman Rockwell painting, sitting wonderfully, quietly, nestled between the rolling hills of southern Appalachia, in the Piedmont area of the state, is a cozy stream valley resort called: “The Village At Indian Springs”

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“The Village At IndianSpring’s”shops include, but aren’t limited to the  following services, and locales. 

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“Croatan Hawk”

Inspired by the first ( documented ) European child born on American Soil ─ Virginia Dare, and the Croatan Indians:  

    “Coharie Slough”
From times of Colonial script ─ troubles, and Indian lore ▒ A people then called “driftwood ,” along southern swamps and shores.
Strong enough to fight when pushed─ brave enough to stand.  Smart enough to live in peace─for a piece of what was once their land.
They fought one side or the other, in every “New World” war─ vested forthwith, the only gift ─ black-water, and the gift to drift no more.
Stories are endless, and many.  Archives misconstrued… But between the lines of Carolina pines, The Croatan  still stand true.

                                                                                                   Croatan Arrow Dream Catcher 006 Croatan Arrow Dream Catcher 001 Croatan Arrow Dream Catcher 002 Croatan Arrow Dream Catcher 003 Croatan Arrow Dream Catcher 005

Originally, the Croatan inhabited the present day Island of Hatteras,─ part of the North Carolina Outer-Bank ─ formerly known as Croatoan. More  written on the Croatan Tribe, and Virginia Dare, of the lost colony here: ─ Colony Lost From the Start       

“Coharie Slough”

From times of Colonial script ─ troubles, of Indian  lore ▒ A people then called “driftwood ,” along southern swamps and shores.

Strong enough to fight when pushed─ brave enough to stand.  Smart enough to live in peace─for a piece of what was once their land.

They fought one side or the other, in every “New World” war─ vested forthwith, the only gift ─ black-water, and the gift to drift no more.

Stories are endless, and many.  Archives of misconstrue… But between the lines of Carolina pines, The Coharie still stand true.Coharie Snake Dream Catcher 010

“Coharie Slough” Hand Carved Snake wrapped forked Bass Wood Branch with Dream Catcher… Snake  carved from woody river vine, Gator head carved into the Bass limb, and the spear head carved out of Red Cedar. Bass Wood and Cedar  stained with Red Oak, for the deeper, darker tones, and the snake stained with Natural. All leather is genuine leather made in Italy, including the wrapping on dream catcher. Comes with faux Eagle feathers, and two dancer bells. ( Inspired by the Coharie Tribe)Coharie Snake Dream Catcher 014Coharie Snake Dream Catcher 006Coharie Snake Dream Catcher 004Coharie Snake Dream Catcher 004Coharie Snake Dream Catcher 001

“Woods Art”