the lost coin.

the day after we visited the wiggins house, the weather was still puttin' on the Tease with plenty o'warm sunshine and gorgeous blue skies, which meant i could go out in the 1950s shorts i got from design archives.

my brother and i hit another stop on the eastern north carolina tour: brock mill pond in trenton. my fondest memories of trenton are going there with my aunt in the summers when she was working at the junior high school there. we would go to this supermarket called 'oz's' and the guy was really called oz! there was a big wizard of oz theme and i just loved it....of course it now has a new owner and has lost some of the oz feel, but, as you are quickly learning reading these past few entries, i hold onto my memories and don't let go!

i had never been to the mill pond, not that i remembered anyway. and man have i been missin' out! a bit of info about the dam:

'A dam was built prior to the American Revolution and it powered a sawmill and cotton gin during the earlier years and beginning in 1917, it provided the town with electric power. The present gristmill was built in 1944. It ceased operation in 1964. This dam was damaged during the hurricane Floyd flood of 1999; restoration has been completed to its prior beauty.

another door we couldn't get into, we could only look in and wonder how it once was. and daydream about who'd been there and what happens when it gets dark (!).

after basking in the sun we drove around downtown trenton, spotting some more deserted beauties along the way.

i couldn't resist a stop on the way back, a stop i like to make nearly every visit, to my maternal grandmother's school.

the adams schoolhouse in the huffmantown road, with its lovely tongue-and-groove walls and welcoming stoop, makes me long for a time machine that much more.