The following are some of my favorite entries to this year's National Gingerbread House Competition at the Grove Park Inn. I love the ones that still look like you could eat them (i.e. not too "polished").
Look at all that food...mmmm.
I really like those mice--and their beds. The jar is candy, not glass.
This barn has "See Rock City" written on the roof.
Somewhere in past posts on this blog there are photos from Alexander's Ford, in Polk County, famous for being a stopping place of the Overmountain patriots in 1780...now it's a National Historic Trail that opened very recently.
Look at me
I am the extraordinary
plummeting to the teat
of Mother Earth
I am no ordinary Icarus
with my exquisitely practiced
(the lone bird of the stratosphere)
in what is to be the ultimate human
I rise in my specially harnessed balloon pod, unafraid
though I may burst into flames
There's a good chance that my space helmet will be
the sole souvenir of this stunt
Yet when I fall like a devil
daring to return where it once had been spurned
there is only silence
Who would have thought that the speed of sound
Sounded so much like silence?
A really old preserved home at a former plantation outside Charleston, Drayton Hall is a kind of historical window. Happened to meet a descendant of one of the plantation's slaves while there--she was visiting for the first time since she was a girl, and seemed overwhelmed emotionally.
Plaster ceiling decoration.
I like how the family's record of heights has been preserved...
A servants' staircase.
Apparently this staircase was the first of its design anywhere...so told to us by our former kindergarten teacher guide (who kind of unnervingly treated the group as if we were a group of 5 year olds--Don & I almost got a red card for lingering on the stairs.)