Pleasant Weather and Partridge-Pea Plant

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The past couple of days our weather has been a bit cooler... this morning we tied a record low of 62°. The high was around 90° and the humidity was almost non-existent. We did not turn on the air conditioner until we got back from my physical therapy session in the late afternoon. So it was a pleasant weather day.

It was a joy to open the windows and hear the birds chirping and singing. It was even a pleasure to hear the cicadas.

I am told I am doing well with my physical therapy. I asked Chris if the surgery could be causing these awful headaches I'm having (awful enough for the computer screen to become a blur and make me nauseous). So I haven't made my rounds to all the blogs I read.

Chris said only if I was holding my arm close in... in protective mode... would I get headaches. Unless I'm doing it in my sleep I'm not doing the "protective mode" thingy.

I think it is my neck problems acting up. I'll talk with my orthopaedist on Friday and my family doctor on Monday. Chris did do a few stretches with my neck.. so far no help, but maybe it will be better tomorrow.

Yesterday morning was pleasant too. I took a mile walk while Frank mopped the floors. I had not taken this walk in a few months. Of late I get to the cut-off path and decide I'm just too tired for the last leg of the walk. I did almost do the same thing yesterday.

While on my walk I came upon some Partridge-Peas. They are also known as Showy Partridge Pea. I did not carry a camera... but I checked my archives :-)

The leaves are fern-like and they have a pretty yellow flower that measures about an inch across. In our area it blooms from June on into November.

Partridge-Pea seeds are a valuable food for bobwhite quail in the Southeastern USA. Here in SW Georgia bobwhite quail are raised on some plantations and are hunted by big names such as former Vice President Dick Cheney (he did not shoot anyone while hunting here), Bobby Cox (manager of the Atlanta Braves) and many sports figures, movie stars and businessmen.

The bobwhite quail is gaining presence in the real wild. I often hear them at my parent's old homestead. One time I actually saw a pair. I did not get great photos of them. They are fast birds even when they are not flying!

Seeds of the Partridge-Pea are also eaten by the greater and lesser prairie-chicken, ring-necked pheasant, mallard, brown thrasher, cotton rat, and field mouse.

Rabbit and deer like the foliage.

Partridge-Pea flowers attract bees, butterflies, flies,and many other insects. It is host plant to the Little Yellow, Sleepy Orange, and Cloudless Sulphur butterfly species.

Little Yellow

Cloudless Sulphur

In Georgia and Florida the Partridge-Pea is considered an important honey plant, often occurring where few other honey plants are found. It produces nectar only when growing in heavy red clay soil. Nectar is not gathered from the flower. A reddish-brown nectary (honey gland) is present near the base of each compound leaf.

Not a honey bee... I don't think, but a bee :-)

Thank y'all so much for your kind comments. I appreciate them so very much. I hope to have something for the shoot out on Friday.

Grandma Swain

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I have talked a bit about my Grandpa Swain and now it is time to talk a bit about Grandma Swain. She was born Annie Hogan 06 December 1888 in Irwinville Georgia. Her parents are John Wesley Hogan and Clora Aurora Porter. Grandma was the eldest of 11 girls and all but one made it to adulthood. She married George William Perry Swain on 15 February 1906.

I wish I had great pictures, but the old pictures have deteriorated. This is Grandma with her hair down. She is wearing a maternity dress.

I remember being a child and watching Grandma sit on her hassock and comb her hair. Her hair was mostly black then with a bit of white. Sitting there on the hassock her hair would almost brush the floor. Grandma slept with her hair plaited into two pigtails. She would carefully unplait her hair and comb through it each morning. If she found a frizzy or broken end she would burn it. She never cut her hair. It was a sin in her eyes to cut her hair. So a match would be lit to take care of the frizzy or broken ends.

Grandma was very religious and attended church whenever she was able. She read her scriptures every morning after dressing for the day and combing her hair. If we were visiting I would sit on the arm of her chair and listen to her as she read the scriptures aloud.

She had little bits of life and death tucked into her bible. She had everyone's birthday written on a piece of paper and tucked in between the pages. Obituaries, engagements and wedding clippings were also tucked inside. A flower sometimes was pressed between the pages. I now have Grandma's bible, but all the little bits placed between the pages are gone. The cover is falling off... it is safely tucked away in an acid-free environment.

Grandma was just a perfect grandma. She always had tea cakes for us when we came to visit. She sent us birthday cards... they always had a dime taped inside. To us a dime was a lot of money. But those dimes did not come off the cards until we were adults. When I graduated high school she sent me a card with a dollar check inside. I still treasure the card.

I was so scared when I went to cash the check... I had never done such a thing before. Mama showed me where to endorse the check and I shyly went to the teller's window and cashed it. I saved the dollar and later in the year the dollar helped me... along with other cash I received as graduation gifts... to purchase a very warm coat off the clearance rack at Penney's. I think the coat was $15. Why did I need a very warm coat in Georgia? Well Frank and I married in August and Frank joined the Army in October. We were going to Virginia where the winters are much colder.

When we visited Grandma as children she would have us roll her crochet string off the cones into balls. Grandma crocheted and tatted. Sometimes she would cut pieces of the string and teach us string tricks... I'm afraid I don't remember how to do them any more... cat's cradle, Jacob's ladder, grandpa chewing tobacco and many others.

She let us look at Grandpa's stereographs. The stereoscope was similar to this one. The stereographs were fun to look at. There were pictures of many places all over the world.

I started genealogy research many years ago. I wish I had started sooner. I could probably have gotten a lot of interesting stories from Grandma.

In my research of the Hogan line I came across the following newspapers article.

The Irwin County Courier
IRWINVILLE, GEORGIA, JUNE 10, 1903

Nazery Shot Hogan at Bone Lake

On last Sunday about 2:30, at Bone Pond, four miles west of here Mr. John Hogan, a prominent man of this county, received a painful, if not fatal; pistol shot wound, at the hands of Jake Nazery. This was the culmination of a trouble that has been existing between these parties for about a year. Sometime last fall Mr. Thomas Marshall stole Mr. Hogan’s fourteen year old daughter and started for Irwinville to get married. They were overtaken, however, by Mr. Hogan and his friends and the girl was taken away from young Marshall. Trouble was only prevented then by their friends. Yesterday was their first meeting since then and this old trouble was renewed, when Mr. Hogan and Marshall came to blows. Hogan had Marshall down and was administering a sever beating when Nazery, who was a friend of Marshall, ran up and drew his pistol. Mr. Hogan seeing this, let go of Marshall and knocked down Nazery, who immediately fired upon him. He shot him three times only one bullet hitting him, which struck him in the leg just below the thigh.

Don't you love the way they wrote back then. Grandma is the only girl that fits this age, so this story is of my grandma. Mama tells me that her granddaddy was a large man... over 6 feet tall.

The Hogans owned land that was next to Bone Pond. The land passed through Clora Aurora Porter Hogan's mother, Penelope Ann Prudence (nee Stanley) Porter. Bone Pond is nowadays known as Crystal Lake.

Here is the youngest photo I have of John Wesley Hogan.

I wonder how he managed to survive raising all those girls?

I did not find a marriage certificate in Irwin county for my Grandma and Thomas Marshall. I did find one in nearby Wilcox county dated 19 July 1902. It does not show them as being married. It only showed that they had applied for a license.

I would have loved to have heard what really happened from Grandma.

Here are a few more pictures I have of Grandpa and Grandma Swain.

Taken sometime in the 1940s




On the back of the original photo of the one below was stamped 1947.

As far as I know... Grandma made all her dresses. Sometimes when we went to visit she would be cutting a pattern out newspaper. She would look in a catalog and see a style she liked and would draw the pattern out on newspaper, cut and sew the dress together. It was a talent that I did not inherit :-(

Grandma liked colors of lilac and burgundy. She also liked navy blue. Dressing up meant a hat. There are tables and chairs in the background of the above photo, so it was probably a special occasion or a church social.

A picture of Grandma at one of her birthday celebrations. I want to say it was her 75th birthday, but am not sure.

Frank often catches me looking like this in photos. Where you are in deep thought.... or your mind just wandering.

When we visited and ate a meal with Grandma and our family was the only one visiting I would get to sit on the bench at the table with Grandma. She always said something to me... never ignored me.

I wish I had pictures of the bench and the chairs.... Grandpa made them and they were beautiful.

In the late 1960s all five of us Zees went to visit Grandma. We cooked supper together. Fried chicken was the main dish. While turning a piece of chicken the grease popped onto the tip my finger and burned me. Grandma told me to rub butter on it. I told her that they now said that was not the thing to do. As she crinkled her nose and broke into laughter she said that sticking my finger in my nose would stop the burning too . I told her I would just run my finger under cool water :-)

Frank did get to meet Grandma Swain. She worked her special talent on him. Grandma could rub away warts... and they wouldn't come back. It took a few sessions sometimes, but it always worked. I can still see Frank sitting there and laughing as he talked with Grandma.

Grandma passed away on 04 March 1972. Frank and I lived at Ft. Benning Georgia at the time. We made it to the visitation, but not to the funeral. So I do not know what hymns were sang. Grandma did like the song The Old Rugged Cross and she liked Tennessee Ernie Ford.

Thank You

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Thank y'all so much for your prayers. Tish was only kept overnight and is on her way home... about a four hour trip. She said she was sore, but feeling pretty good. Your continued prayers would be appreciated.

I'm sorry I missed the Friday Shoot Out. I have not felt my best this week. It will pass :-)