Boxing again down south

Pewee Valley and Little Central Park

In an enchanting village called Pewee Valley is a new park called Little Central Park located on .....Central Ave. It is also home to a local theater and the prison where my daughter and son in law work.

Pewee Valley is "The Land of the Little Colonel", thus the namesake of our theater. But who is the Little Colonel? She was a local girl who became the basis of a popular series of books set in Pewee Valley and written by local author Annie Fellows Johnson. Shirley Temple played the Little Colonel in the classic movie based on the books.

Remember watching that movie.  It was a favorite. 

Getting ready to start out - my shadow in boxing.

Doesn't look like much but there are flowers planted all around the circumference of the brick walkway. 

 a waterfall that is right against a mural painted wall.  Very creative

 Gazebo because every park needs one.

 Across the street - site of the first post office.

 What Pewee Valley is know for. 

It was a challenge finding a good hiding spot -- all along the perimeter at the rear of the park 

where one would think you would find a good spot., was covered with poison ivy. 

Making the best of a closed cemetery.

The Riparian LOVES boxing - can you tell.

Ever have one of those boxing days where plans just don't go the way they should.  

Calvary Cemetery - Louisville, KY

Finally got the crew out of the house at 3pm and by the time that we found Cave Hill Cemetery (a huge cemetery in Louisville where Col Saunders is buried) they were locking the gates.  - AT 4:30.  

So we pulled into the nearest McDonalds to google a map cause I wasn't going home empty handed. Besides - The Riparian was not about to go home empty handed either.

We found a cemetery not too far away and had fun and success.

But that only took 20 minutes including the time Tyler drove so we went to a really neat park - 

Clark Park - named for the famous George Clark. 

But while the park was wonderful 

- both boxes were missing. 

CLARK PARK 

has lots of fun things to do.

kid fountain

 being silly

And this spectacular tree

Trying to give you an idea how huge it is - That's the Riparian 

A word of advice to people who plant boxes in parks.  They are busy places.  Most people who look for boxes are not 6 feet tall nor do we carry ladders with us. Like, how discrete would that be anyway.  If you are putting a box in a busy place that has lots of hidden away hiding places, take the time to consider planting away from the places that people sit around like picnic tables and grills.

Summer is slipping away

Hard to believe we have  been so busy that we haven't done much boxing this summer.  Seems something was always coming up including the flood of 2013 in Central New York.  Worse it has been ever in some small villages.

Finally was able to update my boxes out near Albany and found them safe, dry, where they belonged and full of stampers.

This week I am in Kentucky -- visiting the grand kid who a 4 LOVES boxing esp. going to cemeteries.  Today we visited Frankfort and the cemetery there.  Stopped at the Boone lot and took in a beautiful view of the capitol across the river.  Lots of buzzards flying around and some kind of noisy raptor.

Capitol in Frankfort KY - the view from  the wall behind the Boone plot.

Besides the taphophile part of me, I have this botany thing going on  so I am always amazed at big trees.  

We came across a HUGE tulip tree that the three of us together couldn't join hands around. 

Probably could have used three more of us.

And of course,  what did I forget:  my letter boxing stuff in New York and my camera on my daughter's dining room table because it needs batteries.  So I did what every dedicated boxer would do.  Stopped at Walmart for a new book and stamp pad that will STAY in Kentucky for the next time because it isn't the first time I've done that.

I could spend all day wandering in cemeteries reading the stones and marveling at the monuments.  I am turning my grandson into a taphophile as well.  I can't hardly turn the car off and he is ready and out the door.  He finds stones that he thinks are cool and says --- Take My Picture.  He's 4 years old.





Briar Park has three trails with lots of interesting flora and fauna - like frogs and fish.

Saturday we are going back to Briar Park and start another park series with Tyler - His last one is in LaGrange and this one will be in Crestwood, his new home town. We scoped out the place on Wednesday so we know there are some good hiding places.

KY means travel means boxing

We couldn't have asked for a better day to box. 

 It wasn't wicked hot like it was in July and a nice breeze with sunny skies

 followed us for the day.  We chose to visit several cemetery's in 

Louisville and wish we could have spent more time in some of them 

One of the things I love about cemetery's is the vast diversity of plant material. 

 My photo of this Ginkgo Biloba doesn't do it justice.  

It was huge and intensely yellow.  

Our first cemetery was behind a Kohl's store.  

Unfortunately, it was locked and I wasn't able to have a better 

read of the stones but I did manage to shot the one below.  

 When I first glanced this stone I chuckled at the tennis rackets until I read further

 and realized it was her passion. 

While this was a lovely cemetery we were dismayed 

because the box was no longer there. 

Next we drove to Cherokee Park because it is so lovely to drive through 

and made our way across Bardstown to three smallish cemetery's.. ....

St. Louis, St. Michaels and Louisville Cemetery. 

 This cemetery had three boxes hidden there - I'm pretty good at reading clues --- This one had me scratching my head.  We found the 1st location but no box. On to the second and learned that a row in a cemetery in Kentucky is not what a row is to me here in NY. 4-5 rows at the base of a large tree according to the clues - i needed to cross two roads and six large trees before I found the correct one.

 Public Vault --- no one was present. 

 Cemetery's hold clues to what happened around the area, are gold mines for history and architecture buffs and to me sobering when I come across the gravestones of babies. Many times they aren't buried with the family, the stones are small, sometimes they have personal verses.  

I can upon this spot (the box is in the tree) and stopped to read the dates and names.  These were all babies and young children - perhaps 100 or more.  And I got to thinking about how they might have died and were there other children in the family,  I thought of the mothers who held their babies for an hour, a day....who lay them to rest to never be held again.  

  

 a beautiful old yew tree with shaggy bark - about 15 feet high

 a far different look that what we are used to seeing in front of peoples houses.

 One of the things I love seeing is the ivy that grows on all the trees -

Kentuckians don't think it's so nice though.  

What is pretty to one is a weedy nuisance to another.

  

These are columns of ivy covered grapevines hanging down from a huge elm tree. 

And our last cemetery of the day before going to get my grandson from his party. 

We had a wonderful time - and really laughed when we spent one hour looking in one

 cemetery for 4 boxes.  Again,  the clues - just passing the entry gates into a cemetery doesn't necessarily mean you have entered the cemetery - in Kentucky anyway.