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Retreat

I am on a retreat – a personal retreat – this coming week for quiet reflection at my cabin in the woods. A week of no newspapers, no radio, no television, no Internet. Quiet, peaceful, detached from the craziness of the world, embracing calm and sanity among the changing leaves, singing birds, and crisp October weather with pen, paper, laptop, and a classic book.

Wishing you a good and peaceful week.

The Romance of It All

On our second day of our honeymoon road trip, we set out for Biloxi, Mississippi from Gulf Shores, Alabama.  Biloxi is a nice little town on the shores of Mississippi Sound/The Gulf of Mexico. I did not know much about it except for two things:  Keesler Air Force Base and Beauvoir.

Beauvoir?  Yes, Beauvoir.  It is the lovely little beach home of Jefferson Davis and his family that became his permanent residence on the shores of Mississippi Sound.  (A little French lesson here:  Beauvoir is a compound French word that means “Beautiful View.”)

Mais oui, mes amis!

Why Beauvoir?  Well, the short of the long story is that some time ago we set upon ourselves what we call “The Dead Presidents Tour.”  Our goal is to visit every deceased American President’s physical impact on our world – whether it be birthplace, abode, speech, et cetera and you get my drift. 

Yet, why Beauvoir and Jefferson Davis?  Well, we are counting every President who has a link to American history, and Jefferson Davis, even though he was President of the Confederate States of America, he fits the bill.  In addition, so does Sam Houston (President of the Republic of Texas), and he’s on our list, too.

Beauvoir was built for another family, but in time, Davis purchased it after the American Civil War (a.k.a. The War of the Rebellion), and after his death it became a veterans’ home, and now it is open to the public. 

It is one hot little beach house.  Hot in that it is beautiful.  But not so hot temperature-wise because although it gets hot down here, the tall windows and wide doors left open embrace the breezes from the waters across the front yard.  Beauvoir was in effect, destroyed by Hurricane Katrina, but love and diligence and respect of history restored it to its original loveliness.  And what a beauty she is –

It’s all on one level, although you must climb a few stairs to reach the main living area.  Words are ineffective in describing its beauty.  Handsome and I are currently in the process of looking for a place to buy and live, and I mentioned to him that if we could find a house with the floor plan of Beauvoir, but one-third the size, it would be perfect.  Why? It’s a simple plan and its front yard at one time touched the shores of Mississippi Sound.  Today, U.S. Route 90 cuts in front of it.

Ah, the romance of it cries out to me –

 

©2022, excerpt from ”The Dead Presidents Tour”

Vintage engraving from 1862 showing Jefferson Davis, an American statesman and leader of the Confederacy during the American Civil War, serving as President of the Confederate States of America for its entire history, from 1861 to 1865.

So It Begins

It has been a long time since any blogging was accomplished by this writer.  There was a time, indeed, under a different blog name, where the posts flew fast, every day, and with a gentle mission of something close to journaling.  Then the posts dwindled down to four a week, then to one, then it was time to press the “delete” button and move on with life as it were.

Now, a couple of years later, this blog has returned.  New name.  New purpose.  Same blogger. Fresh beginning.

The purpose of Colcannon Metropolis is to encourage intelligent thought and discourse about the world, everyday life, as mundane as it might be at times, and to provide entertainment in thought-provoking ways.  There will be posts about daily life, world events, and whatever tickles the writer’s fancy.

Why “Colcannon Metropolis”?  This writer is an observer of people, life, and events and has the background and education to put forth intelligent and firm observations. 

The “colcannon” of the name refers to the famous mashed-potatoes dish of Ireland.  The “metropolis” is in reference to the famous 1927 German dystopian film, Metropolis,directed by Fritz Lang.  Therefore, “Colcannon Metropolis” is a blend of the mashed-up world and dystopia that every person is a part of in the 21st Century, yet underneath there is something delicious.

The frequency of these posts has not yet been determined, and there will be a regular schedule to entice, electrify, entertain, and awaken readers to the realities and logical aspects of life.