Abigail, Emily and I walked around South Charleston the other day and she wanted to climb “the Mound”. The Mound is an ancient native burial ground that sits as sort of a focal point of downtown S. Chas. I had never climbed it before so it seemed like a pretty cool thing to do. Abigail and I walked to the top by climbing stone steps that wrap around the Mound. It’s not a huge walk but it has a great view of the area. I sort of wonder what the people who built the mound must have seen and thought when they were hauling dirt and rock up the mound.
I suppose it looked a lot different (duh) but uncertainty was no doubt a part of their lives as well…especially after losing whomever was buried under that mound. I guess it’s a part of life and all but I am not sure I am exactly delighted with the craziness that seems to be going on now with Jamaica and North Korea and and BP oil and Greece and the economy in general. I’ll tell you one thing, I am certain that the time we spent climbing the Mound was time well spent. I guess the uncertainty that the original builders must have felt and which caused them to build such a monument gave me a sense of certainty in the love I have for my family and the simple times we share together.
Fun with tilt shift from atop the Mound!