It seems like forever since I've gotten out and gone graving. Last summer, I spent a good bit of my weekend time working on the yard and trying to grow some veggies. That wasn't a very successful venture. I can grow houseplants, but I kill tomatoes, cucumbers and peppers. I did have some luck with Cayenne peppers, but I don't eat them. I was growing them to make some salsa with what I'd hoped would be a bountiful harvest of tomatoes. Nope.
In the fall and winter months you don't want to get caught out in the woods without wearing a certain percentage of hunter orange. Even after deer season, you still have turkey season, which I believe goes until sometime in March or April. So, for one reason or another, I didn't get out for many months.
Then something happened at work, of all places, that renewed my interest. I have a friend there who comes from a long line of members of the Hammack family. She knows all about genealogy, and knows there's a Hammack Cemetery, but didn't know where it is. She piqued my interest and I told her I might have to get out and look for it. I did, and I found, or was led, to the cemetery. That's actually that should come before this one chronologically, but I want to go back and get some more pictures before I write about that experience. The way I ended up at Mount Bluff is that my friend's great-grandparents are buried there, and it's another cemetery I had never been to. There's a map to it and a gate shot on Find-A-Grave. There are 4 photo requests for the cemetery as well. I figured I'd look for the requests as well as the Hammacks.
Mount Bluff was easy enough to find. It's in Flora, MS. I was really taken with the cemetery when I pulled up and parked. I love Spanish moss, and many of the trees were "dripping" with it.
It's not just the trees though. I found a little area with one headstone enclosed by a wrought iron fence. Even the fence had Spanish moss hanging on it.
I walked the cemetery a couple of times. There aren't too many graves to do that. I never did find those whose pictures had been requested. One of the requests was for a brother of Jefferson Davis, and I believe born in 1792. Another request was for his wife. Quite a few of the headstones were in pretty sad shape. It was hard to make out any inscriptions. I did however find my friend's great-grandparents, so I still considered the outing a success.
Normally I post the pictures I take in color. With Jeffie Hammack however, I converted it to Sepia. I only had a little water to clean with, and I left the muddy water on it to take the picture. It helps sometimes make the inscriptions easier to read. I rinsed the dirty water off after I took the picture, but I wasn't happy with the way it came out. Converting it to Sepia helps make it look like it's all pretty much the same color. I'm planning on going back with my garden sprayer and brush, and get it as clean as I can, and I'll retake the picture.
There really wasn't much to see on the way there or on the way home worth sharing. It's just like that sometimes. As I said though, it was still a success.