How Thick Are Your Walls?

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. When we travel, we learn. That’s one of the great things about traveling together. We all get to go places that we may have normally not known about. It’s not like all places worth visiting are on tourists maps, or even recommended by others. Sometimes, when you think you see something interesting, stop. Even if it’s just a marker on the side of the road.

Boy Person said that when he was a kid, his family used to stop at many roadside attractions when they traveled in their RV.

These places were good spots for lunch and to have a sandwich. At least that’s what Boy Person’s dad, Wild Bill thought. And as we started traveling, Boy Person said he imagined us stopping at many places like that too with a sandwich. I’m always up…or down…for a sandwich! Who isn’t?

So yesterday, we went out to explore the area of St. Marys, Georgia. We saw a sign for something to do with history and I wasn’t that excited because it wasn’t a peanut butter museum. But Digby was excited because it had to do with sugar! It was a very old sugar mill where they used sugarcane to make syrup. It had been there a very long time.

Girl Person explained that long ago, the walls were built very thick with a material called tabby.

We read about tabby and how its made. The persons said tabby is a type of concrete made by burning oyster shells to create lime, then mixing it with water, sand, ash and broken oyster shells. Tabby was used by early Spanish settlers in present-day North Carolina and Florida, then by English colonists primarily in coastal South Carolina and Georgia. Like here at the sugar mill plantation.

The walls were built very thick in order to keep the heat in to make the syrup better and easier out of the sugarcane. Many people had to make the tabby buildings. Many of these people were not treated fairly or nicely. Many did not come there by choice. And this made us sad. History has a way of doing that too. That’s maybe why some people don’t want to learn. Because you see, if we learn, that makes us more aware and gives us a responsibility to change things and acknowledge things. But we have to. It’s not right to just appreciate the beauty of things left behind and not appreciate the people who were there too.

This building may be in ruins, but the beauty is still so obvious. The care and skill it took to make it lasted all this time. But are all walls good? What about the ones persons put around them?

Maybe they are trying to keep things or others out to protect themselves or because it’s just easier. Maybe they have walls about the past. Maybe they want to keep things in. Maybe they think that if they don’t deal with something, it’s not there.

That’s another thing about travel. It makes those walls come down. You realize that even roadside stops like the tabby ruins can teach us about ourselves and respect for others.

Just like Boy Person’s family who stopped for the little places along the way, stop and think how you can learn about others, and therefore learn about yourself.

We are here in this Georgia place until Monday! Where will we go next? Will the Big Blue Treat Wagon cooperate? Stay tuned!

Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

Gotta Run For Shelter. Gotta Run For Shade.

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. Even though the persons think I am a go with the flow kinda guy, I am not so much when my flow is interrupted with heat so hot you can’t breathe or chew your pancakes very good.

When we think about it, we have to recognize that we should have planned this “Live In The Moment” trip out sooner. I can blame it on Sheriff Brickle. But he said if you live in the moment, you don’t plan.  What do I know? After all, I am only backup. I do know we should have headed for the hills way sooner though. Any hill would have been ok.

Because right now, there is nowhere this Big Blue Treat Wagon can get to in order to escape this heat! It’s like an oven. And I love to eat. But I don’t wanna burn my pancakes. Who wants to burn pancakes?!

The persons know how to fret.  And fret some more.  That means worry. And they kept worrying about our campsite and the air conditioner breaking in temperatures that felt like 110 degrees.  And they worried some more.

Finally, they decided that we needed to move to a shadier spot. But was it really going to be shadier?  Worth the effort to move? They watched it hour by hour.  They watched the sun. They analyzed. They fretted some more.


And when it was all said and done, but nothing is ever done, they asked the park persons if they could move. And they said yep.

So we loaded everything up.  We packed it and moved it around and there we went again.  Down the road.

Have you ever felt like nothing makes much sense in your life? Sure doesn’t over here in site 18 at Crooked River State Park in St. Marys, Georgia.  I am not sure how we accumulate so much stuff to live.  All I need are the basics of what makes life delicious.  All any of us need are the basics.

But persons keep trying to load up more stuff to fill voids.  It’s like when you get an air bubble in a pancake and you hope that it will fill itself in.  Because who wants a hole in a pancake? But most people don’t know that the pancake will still hold together. It will still be delicious in its own way.

So why keep trying to force things into our lives that mean nothing and cause us more trouble?

Because I can tell you it would be a lot easier to move around if we had less to move around with.  On this day that was too hot, it was too complicated. It could have went a lot faster, persons.  And although I am not ever in a hurry, and apparently either is the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV because it wouldn’t start, we do need to plan better.  Just. Sayin.  Please don’t bring me to the south in the summer again, y’all unless you pack a bunch of pancake smoothies. That should be a thing.

Listen. There are going to be times when things get hot in life. You may need to readjust, to move in a different direction.  Know what is important to take with you like memories and lessons, and know what to leave behind.  Like regret and sadness.  All we can do is move to where we want to go in the best way we know how to do today.  Run for shelter. Run for shade.  You can do it!

Today, we are going to be visiting downtown, historic St. Marys, Georgia and taking a drive! Who knows what we will find! Stay tuned!

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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