Prattville, Poppies, Pizza, Peaches, and a Ghost?

I dare you to say my title fast three times - definitely a tongue twister.

My husband encouraged me to get out this weekend and not to do any work - it cost him big as I bought a new car - lol!  

Saturday, I went out with my Sister, Sharon, and our friend Michele.  We saw all kinds of cool things that tourists visit in our local area.  I will share those pictures in another post because I want to spend some time getting some details together on the sites so I can get my facts straight.

Sunday, my hubby drove me out to Jackson Lake. This is where the movie The Big Fish was filmed.  It is a gorgeous place built on an island in the middle of a private lake/offshoot of the Alabama River.  Here is the facbook site link if you are interested in reading more about it JACKSON LAKE.  The town set they built for the movie is still there and is a big attraction.  You can walk down the street and throw an old pair of shoes over the line just like they had in the movie.  A recent tornado took out several of the houses and did some damage, but they cleared it up really nicely and it is still very cool.  Some say the site/island is haunted and I agree - I will tell you my story in a minute. This is a pretty view of the island while going over the "bridge."

This is the famous entrance to the town from the movie. The twisted trees are made out of concrete and are very cool! This is from the directon of leaving town.

This is the view you have from the trees - the town sign.

Here is the latest shoe string picture.  While we were there several people came and threw their shoes on.  They must remove the shoes weekly because it would be overwhelming if they didn't. 

Here is the street scene - you can see where some of the buildings are missing now. 

This is the coolest house - you can see the deterioration.  Looks like they were just all made out of plywood. 

Another house.

The mayor's house. 

The old church.

I enjoyed visiting.  I loved that movie and can't believe I never knew this place existed and that you could visit the whole private area all day (including fishing and picnics) for only $5.  Beautiful walking area and tons of goats and beautiful sites.  

Now, they say the little island is haunted and you know I love a good ghost story.  I didn't see any ghosts or have any erie feelings except that hubby got too close to the edge of the road and that made me nervous.  When I got home to download my pictures, I had 269 pictures and I knew I had only taken about 20.  This is what 249 of the pictures looked like:

Wow.  I have no idea what this is, but you know they say ghosts manifest as orbs in pictures. Also why would there be 249 pictures of this?  Very strange and kind of cool.  

Since yesterday was Memorial Day in the U.S. I wanted to share what a local town did in honor of our fallen soldiers.  Each hear they do poppies in the spillway near the old mill (by the way it is haunted and has been on several of the paranormal TV shows).  The poppies are made by a local potter and all gorgeous.  I am going to her shop to buy some of them as they are truly gorgeous and such a site to see with so many of them in the fields around the mill.  

They put up the story too. 

The poppies are all up the hill too.  

Here is one of the rememberance flags of local fallen soldiers. They have these all over downtown and they are all hanging from these beautiful sign posts the town put up years ago.  This is the last one as you are leaving town.

I am linking up to Elizabeth's T is for Tuesday Linky party - one of the highlights of my week!  So of course, I must share one of my recent drinks.  This was from Saturday - Judge Roy Bean Stout from the Fairhope Brewing Company - on draft at a local pizza place.  YUM!

Here is our pizza choices.

Sorry for the direction of this picture - I am posting this fast so I can go get ready for work.  I had the bacon and brocolli, Michele had onion, extra cheese, pepperoni and bacon, and Sharon had pepperoni and Italian sausage.  We then drove 40 miles to have some of the first fresh fried peach pies at Peach Park in Clanton, Alabama (right of I65).  It is a tradition!

They are giant!  I ate the whole thing too - must have been 3,000 calories but I could not stop! The dough was perfect and the peaches were so flavorful.  The line was out the door and you would never have know there was any type of pandemic!  Everyone wanted peach pies, peach cobbler, peach bread, and homemade peach ice cream. It was fabulous and worth the drive.  

I know this is a different post for me - no cards or journal pages, so thanks for staying with me this long!

Hugz,

Nancy