York, South Carolina

The weekend was spent with our daughter and SIL in York, SC.  Julie is feeling just fine, thank you, and is visited at home three times a week by an RN, and less than a dozen times a week by a CNA.  Her CA prognosis is up in the air, as a PET scan will be reviewed by the tumor board this week.  Her chemo has been suspended for a while as her tumors have responded well to the drugs.

We celebrated her birthday with presents, a lunch in Rock Hill, SC and champagne.  This is Julie:

Julie, Jack, Gene and Jack's dad on their porch...very hot and very humid!

Historic York and its ancient cemetery and tombstones gave a glimpse into the past and occupied some of our hot and humid time in the outdoors.  Next time, I will take pencil and paper for rubbings so I can get the oldest dates on the marble that have been obscured by moss and the ravages of weather.

Engraving on the stone above shows that Isabella Davis died in 1834, a consort of the Reverend William C. Davis.  A consort?  That was odd wording, but she would have been born in 1767, so terms were different back then.  (Mrs. Davis would certainly not know what a microwave, airplane, digital clock, battery or the internet was, so why do I think the term "consort" is odd?)

To round out the history of the graveyard, a Civil War veteran's stone:

Kudzu, originally imported from the Orient to prevent soil erosition, is an invasive species in the South, growing a foot a day under optimal conditions.  This picture showing kudzu covering both land and power lines is around the corner from Julie and Jack's house:

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Historic homes abound in York, SC, population of about 10,000 people.  Here are a few old homes on Congress Avenue:

Now we are home.  The brief interruption in the South did allow one visit to a Pineville, NC yarn shop.  Yes,  the credit card was used for some pettable and pretty fibers at The Yarn Shop by Rainy Day Creations in Pineville.