Part 2.....cause Carra made me.....

We ended up standing at the first booth that we got to for over an hour talking to some neighbors we had never met before. It was nice to finally be able to ask some questions about our place and theirs! They own a lovely home not too far down the road from us and also one just up the street! The home that is just up the street is a 1910's home being refurbished into a photography studio. They've refinished the wood floors and they are stunning! I'll have to request permission to photograph these homes so that you can enjoy them!

I spent most of my time in Ridge Spring talking and laughing, but I did buy a hosta from sweet Ms. Harriet for my yard. She's such a hoot to talk with! Here's a quick snap of her cute store!

 

I did find out from a local that our house is the second oldest house in Ridge Spring. Wow. That was worth the early morning! Now I really need to get to the Edgefield Courthouse and finish my research! While visiting around, we met the very sweet owner of Magnolia Ridge and her adorable daughter. I got to talk about my horses to someone who could laugh along with me! It was wonderful! I picked up a small Wedgwood pitcher with a hunt scene on it and a fox hound for the handle. It was chippy and white and sweet!

We decided to head on toward Edgefield and Johnston so we walked home and got the truck. I already knew furniture was in my future and the Mustang wasn't going to hold it although riding in the convertible would have been nice! Our first stop after "The Ridge" was Ward.

 

The clock wasn't running so no, I didn't get there that early!

This was a cool shot. I love these old "ghost signs". This building was very cool!

 

 

We sort of drifted through the sales in Ward. Mostly clothes and children's toys with some various car parts thrown in. Between Ward and Johnston we stopped to admire some old homes...

Yes....I missed that furniture! It looked lovely!

We got an excellent sausage dog and some lemonade in front of this house. That swept dirt yard is actually very typical of old Southern homes.

 

 

In Johnston, we just found a place to park and decided to hoof it a bit! I missed a GORGEOUS Drexel dresser in lovely condition with a wonderful curvy front. I did however score this....

Isn't it pretty??

I had my eye on this also but it was already sold. The owner of the home had built this himself! The door on the right there in the middle opened to a space large enough to hide a coffee maker and a toaster. It was very cool.

These folks had purchased this circa 1874 home a year previous sight unseen! This home was built by a Confederate general and has only had three owners in it's entire history. In that time, it's stood empty only 20 years. It is a gorgeous Victorian.

 



I spoke with these folks for quite a while! They were very nice and great to chat with! This is where I ran into Ms. Donna. http://distresseddonnadownhome.blogspot.com/ I've been reading her blog for a while now and I love it! The homeowner was very confused as Donna and I seemed to know each other....but not! I had to explain our blogs! After chatting a bit, they told me that they had found my dresser in the old horse barn at the back of their property and asked if I'd like to see it. Oh yeah! So, here is the old barn that protected that dresser for many years...

Yep. That dresser and another piece of furniture survived the years in this old barn. It still had hay inside!

I was in love with the old door. Someone added a few newer brackets to try to steady it. It was a truly lovely old barn full of chippy goodies. There was still an old door and a mantle piece inside!

 

 

Once we finished our tour there and loaded my dresser, it was lunch time! Vince and I aren't ones to miss a meal so we decided to head on back to Ridge Spring to enjoy some of the fare offered right downtown.  

 

A house we passed on the way home. This house had wonderful details! It just needs a little doing up! *sigh* If I ever win the lottery.....

 

 

We drove our truck home and walked back uptown. We headed straight for a vendor selling barbecue sandwiches, homemade fries, and sweet tea! It was messy and wonderful! We sat on a bench and watched the people and ate some chocolate ice cream.

A view from our bench.....

 

We called it a day about 2:00 and headed home to enjoy some time on our porch and a well deserved nap!!

 



Another old home we pass by in our neighborhood. I love this front porch!

 

All in all, it was a wonderful day! I stayed well within my budget, got a few lovely things, met some awesome folks, and walked almost 3 miles! Next year, I set my clock back a bit....well, maybe....



 



2013 Peachtree 23

All I can say is WOW. I need another weekend to recover from my weekend! I have a ton of photos so I may split this up!

Anywho, the Peachtree 23 yardsale started for me on Friday night. One of the perks of living right in the middle of the excitement is a little pre-gaming! I ran home from work, ate very quickly, and rushed my very patient husband out the door to walk through downtown with me. As soon as we left our drive, we met up with a neighbor we had not met before and his sweet little dog! I love talking to the neighbors and we did plenty of that too! More on that later! We didn't have to go far before we saw this....

A Hoosier cabinet whose only real issue was a broken Bakelite handle. Because it was Friday night and not Saturday and I didn't want to be a pest, I didn't ask the price. Silly me. It sold for $50.00 that night. *le sigh* Oh well.

These are a few views from downtown on Friday night.

See that cute little bench behind the chippy planter? Yeah, I missed that too! Next year, I will be up earlier!

I overslept on Saturday morning by about 30 minutes but me and Vince were up and out the door by 7:00 AM....some of us in a better mood than others (sorry, Honey!). This was Ridge Spring at about 7:30 Saturday morning...

As you can see, traffic is starting to pick up. That wood sign down there was a homemade ice cream booth. They ran out of Peach ice cream but their chocolate was wonderful!!

So what did I buy? Who did I meet? What else did I photograph?

Stay tuned! More tomorrow!

Scarlett in her Memorial Day finery!

Our home is located in the small town of Ridge Spring, SC. Ridge Spring (also known as "The Ridge") was settled in the 1700s by folks recieving land grants from the government. Prior to that, Native Americans occupied the area and arrowheads and spearheads can still be found when the fields are plowed. The first actual settlement was made a mile or two east of the current town. It was located where a wagon road to Orangeburg forked off the road to the Congarees...also known as the Columbia Road. An early map calls this area The Ridge and a tavern was located where the Sweeney House once stood. From the Ridge Spring website....

"On November 29, 1752, John Carlin was granted 200 acres situated on a branch of the Little Saluda River called Clouds Creek. This was just north of present day Ridge Spring. Also, on October 3, 1758 William Watson was granted 300 acres on a land on a branch of the Little Saluda. His son, Captain Michael Watson, fell in action against the British in the Revolutionary War at Dean's Swamp, Orangeburg District in 1781. A large granite rock monument stands on Main Street in his memory On May 21, 1791 President George Washington stopped, dined and spent the night at the Michael Watson house with Michael Watson's widow Martha and his children. The house stood just out of the present town limits near the cemetery."
According to some local lore, George Washington's horses were stabled where our house now stands.


"In the decades which followed beautiful plantation houses were built throughout the area. Cotton began as an important crop in the early 1800s. Vast acreages were grown for many generations and transported by wagon to Hamburg, S. C. for shipment by barge to Savannah, Georgia. Many of these lovely homes have survived and grace the countryside."

Scarlett's front porch on a Spring morning.

"When the railroad was constructed through The Ridge area in 1869 a water tank was build near a good supply of water. Hence the earlier “settlement” moved to the town' present location where the train stopped for water. Stores, homes, and hotels began to be built around this train stop by the water tank and depot. The town was named Ridge Spring for the natural raised ridge of the land and for the spring of pure water which provided delicious drinking water."

I thought I might provide a few photos from around town! It truly is a lovely little place with an active main street and tons of activities throughout the year.

A sunset view of the train tracks and the farmer's co-op. These tracks cross over DuBose Street.

The water tower.

As we go along, I'll provide more history.... and hopefully improve my blogging skills! This area is absolutely bursting with history and really, it is fascinating! If you ever get the chance, please enjoy a drive down 23 starting in Batesburg-Leeville and heading toward Edgefield. The peach trees and old homes and small town life are well worth the trip!



The Peachtree 23 yard sale is this weekend!! Never heard of it? It's a 44 mile long yard sale that runs from Modoc, SC (also referred to by Vince and I as "the Lake"!) to Batesburg-Leesville, SC. Vince and I have been twice: once a few years ago (3, I think) and we started in Edgefield and worked our way to Batesburg. Last year (2012) we just walked up the road from the house and shopped the Ridge Spring area. This year, I plan to start in Ridge Spring and work my way toward Modoc!

Since Ridge Spring will be busy this weekend and folks will be passing the house, yard clean-up is in full swing! Cornell, our yard guy, raked and mowed and managed to fill what seemed like 100 bags of yard debris! Vince says it was only 50 bags. It was three pickup truck trips to the dump! We're also preparing to celebrate my cousin Jeff's 50th birthday with a party at the house so we're busy busy busy! Here are some photos of the yard from yesterday evening...

Three cans of sticks. You can tell from the lack of grass that lawn care was not a very important issue with the homeowners for quite a while now. We're hoping to get some hardy, shady-friendly grass planted soon!

The last load of bags of leaves. As you can see, our large Magnolia out front wastes no time in adding more leaves to the ground! We'll start mulching them and raking them up around the base of the tree. Again, what grass is there is patchy and sad looking.
The chimney work continues. They are almost to the top of the first chimney...within 3 feet or so. We are waiting for a good soaking rain to verify that the water intrusion into the parlor has stopped. The chimney looks 100 times better than it did and I think they've stopped the bee trespassers also!!

Anywho, that's all the news from Scarlett this week.

I'll leave you today with a view from our back pasture of some of the Yon's gorgeous cows. My Paint horse is fascinated by them! I think he thinks they're just really ugly horses. Sorry for the dark photo. I have been shooting with my iPhone camera rather than my Canon and this was taken about 8:30 PM.

I will take some pictures this weekend along the trail of the Peachtree 23! Have a wonderful weekend! Hopefully, I'll be back Monday with a photo of my haul!

Home Owners Insurance. What can I say about Home Owners Insurance? Well, here's the deal...if you've got a mortgage, you MUST have Home Owners Insurance. If you don't have a mortgage, I still recommend it. Want to see why?

Yep. That pile of bricks was once a historic home just like Scarlett. The house had been standing just fine for many years....until the fire. OK, I'm going to say it even though it curdles my blood. Scarlett is 163 years old. The wood used to build her (yes, real wood....from real trees) was old before it was cut. It's pine mostly (heart of pine) so let's say conservatively that the trees were cut down when they were 150 years old to use as building material. That means that I have 300 year old wood inside my walls. Basically, for all intents and purposes, my house is 4,000 square foot of fat lighter. Gives me the shivers just to think it. For this reason, I am the Candle Nazi. No candles are lit inside that house and left burning. Period. Not for any reason. I have candles as decoration but they are never lit. I am extremely careful with the oven and stove and make sure I am in the kitchen when something is cooking. I have a fire extinguisher in almost every room....and every room with a fireplace definitely has one as does the kitchen.  Better safe than very sorry!

A little note on Home Owners insurance on an older home….OK, not a little note. It’s actually a rant. Here’s the scenario. Big Company A holds all of our insurance, which is 2 houses, 2 jet skis, and 11 various cars and trucks. Oh! And a camper. No really. I’m serious! Anywho, of course they are my first phone call for an insurance quote. At first, it didn’t seem like it would be a huge issue. However, they were concerned on a couple of fronts. First, this house is OLD. It is made of actual wood as opposed to the fiber board and plastic new builds contain.  Second, this place is HUGE…4160 square feet to be exact. Third, due to the housing market being in the toilet, we got this big old house CHEAP. Now, according to the Big Company A’s guidelines, they cannot insure anything that would be over $800,000.00 to rebuild. Secondly, they cannot insure for more than 150% of the sales price. Here’s the rub. Per their calculations, it would cost $619,000.00 to rebuild this place should it burn flat to the ground. No matter what amount of money you handed me, you could not rebuild this place. You could build a similar house of similar material but think of all that would be lost that is irreplaceable! You’d never be able to replace all the character and history of THIS house. Now, since the house, per their calculations, would be $619,000.00 to replace, they will not insure it. That is more than the 150% of the sales price that they will ensure for. Yeah, this is fun. Basically, I am informed that none of the “big” insurance agencies will touch it. I’ll need to call a smaller, independent company. Fine. I wonder at this point if they realize that they’ll lose ALL my business. Wonder if they care. Small independent insurance agent #1 is called on a Thursday. “Shouldn’t be an issue. Blah, blah, blah…” Well, one week later and NO RETURNED CALL. Small independent insurance agent #2 was called at 3:30 the next Thursday afternoon. They had called me back within half an hour with a quote. High quote, but no less a quote. I continued to shop small agencies for a week or more before finding an agency that quickly got us insurance at an affordable rate. Unfortunately, since the smaller agencies farm their insurance out, we were placed with a larger company. Remember, the larger companies I was told would not insure this house? Guess what? A week after my first payment was made, the insurance company sent us an immediate cancellation notice stating that the home was in an incredible state of disrepair with the chimneys on the verge of collapse and trees needing to be trimmed off the house. They did not give us any option to fix these issues, just a cancellation. This sent me into panic mode. I ended up running to the company that had held the previous owners insurance and I went armed to the teeth with receipts for repairs we had done and letters from chimney companies stating the chimneys were safe, and proof of a tree appointment to take out a few dying trees and trim up the rest and any other information I thought she might need. I had a stack of paperwork at least 4 inches thick! With the help of a very AWESOME, very sympathetic agent who went to the ends of the earth for us, we FINALLY got insurance. I can't tell you how much work this agent did to make sure our home was covered. She made multiple visits to the house to take photos, brought managers out to tour it, spent hours on the phone, and seriously sold this house to get that insurance.

This is the house just after closing on 4/25/2012.

This is the house on 5/31/2012. See the difference?

Those two live oaks had gotten a blight that was attacking old live oak trees in SC due to years and years of draught conditions. They were rotting from the inside out. While it broke our hearts to remove the trees, they had to go. As we were standing under them in the yard discussing their fate, a big limb came crashing to the ground right in front of us. That was the death knell. This is what we were dealing with...up close and personal.

You can see the black rotted holes and broken branches that these trees had. It wasn't pretty. Removing them really opened up the front of the house and we've received many compliments from neighbors on the new look.

All this to say, if you’re buying an old house be aware that home owners insurance MAY be an issue. Call around. If the big companies won’t help, call a local agent in the area where the home is located. Ask your real estate agent for a reference. Don’t underestimate real estate agents. They are a wealth of information in my experience! My agent knew Scarlett very well and even had some stories of previous owners. She got us painters and contractors and recommended insurance agents. You may want to consider keeping the home with the same insurance company the seller was using. Your real estate agent can get that information for you. I cannot stress this enough…..ask your real estate agent LOTS of questions. They are there to help you.

I'll leave you today with a photo of an older home in my neighborhood that has been undergoing what appears to be a full-on restoration for quite a while. I haven't met these folks yet but they are doing a WONDERFUL job with this place! I love that color!! They've done so much work here. All paint is new, windows are new. They've removed lattice work from the porch that needed repair. This place is really shining now!

“I think every home has an echo of the people who lived there before.” Aiden Waite "Being Human"

 

I decided to unravel a thread in our home's history.

A bit of a back story here....

Saluda County was formed in 1896 when Edgefield County was divided up. Scarlett stands not too far from the two county lines: one that separates Aiken County and Saluda County and the other that separates Edgefield County from Saluda County. So, from it's build date of 1850 to 1896, Scarlett was in Edgefield County and from 1896 on, it was in Saluda County. Got it? Good! Remember that. There will be a test later!

On Monday, I was cleaning the parlor and noticed that our little Ridge Spring history book was on the coffee table so I picked it up and flipped through it. Our house, known locally as the W. H. Stuckey house, has a very small mention as the home of a Dr. J. Boyd DuBose. The street across the road from the house is called DuBose Street. Maybe named after this family?

A blurry cell phone photo of DuBose Street on a foggy morning. Very noir, no? This was taken from the front steps at Scarlett.

We had been told when we purchased the house that "it" (a certain room, we thought at the time) had been a doctor's office. After asking around, we learned that the room was added on in the early 1960s when a teacher had been the owner of the house and was restoring it. After finding the name and reference in the Ridge Spring history book, it's possible that the house was used as a doctor's office. This will require some research! I love research! What I know so far is that Dr. John Boyd DuBose (born 11/11/1840 - died 02/15/1895) was the owner of the home at some point between 1850 and his death in 1895. Dr. DuBose had 4 children; at least three of which are mentioned as past owners of the house. I've visited the Saluda County courthouse and been able to trace the home's owners back to April 15th, 1897 (here's where that brief history lesson comes in!) when "Miranda D. Asbill and W. D. Barnwell" owned the house and 161.3/20 acres of land. At this time, the land butted up to land owned by Sumter Boatwright. I am assuming that Miranda D. Asbill was Miranda Scarborough DuBose (born 08/23/1871 - died 11/1960) who married Dr. Fletcher Gladstone Asbill in 1895 and that W.D. Barnwell is Wilhelmina DuBose (born 09/11/1868 - died 05/09/1899) who married Rev. Robert Woodward Barnwell in 1885. Dr. DuBose died in 1895 in Baltimore, Maryland and is buried in the Ridge Spring cemetery. Because Saluda only has records back to 1897, I will need to visit the Edgefield County office to trace the house to it's original owner. I will continue to research Dr. DuBose and his descendants. I look forward to the challenge of finding more information!

I'll leave you with one of my favorite shots of the house taken this Spring....

 

Sorry about the randomness of the blog currently. This is my first attempt at blogging and I'm still getting the hang of it! Hopefully, you'll stick around and I'll get a bit more organized! I am currently looking for old photos of the house and it's previous inhabitants. Research takes time that I am desperately trying to find more of! 

 

The chimneys.....ah, those lovely brick chimneys....

Let's discuss those chimneys.

I don't know exactly how old they are but I'm guessing they are original to the house, so let's go with a build date of 1850 making them exactly 163 years old. That's pretty old. At some point in the house's history, someone noticed that the mortar was...shall we say, vacating the premises. This someone added mortar but didn't do a very artistic job. Let me show you what I mean....

See WAAAAY up there at the top?

Not sure what I'm talking about? Here. Let me zoom in....

Here's a view of the bottom of the chimney. See the concrete mortar patches?



Yeah, that. Not real pretty. Also, no longer sufficient. Now, there are two fireplaces per chimney and on this side, only one fireplace is actually open...and by "open", I mean not walled up and sealed up. It has a gas log set-up in it and it is in the main parlor. Why the drive to get the chimneys repointed? Well, we had two leaks....one is allowing water into the house and one is allowing bees into the house. Yes, bees. Masonary bees to be exact. The little buggers dig holes through the mortar and end up inside my house. They come in and die by the hundreds. This is what their holes look like...

The water is an issue also. It flows through the ancient mortar and carries it into the house staining the white marble hearthstone and rotting the floors. Here, I've wiped some of the dirt off the hearth to show the difference...

Here's my rotted out flooring underneath the rotted and moldy carpet and pad. You can see the hearthstone there on the right.



So, who do you call to fix an ancient chimney? Why a chimney company of course! We chose a fellow out of Columbia who had done lots of this type of work on very similar homes and was familiar with the ins and outs of the old mortar. Here's Jay and his assistant Mason (yes, a mason named Mason!) working hard on the leaking chimney.

Basically, to repoint the chimney, the masons take a small pick and a hammer and gently hammer out about an inch of the old mortar. They then use a trowel and carefully add new mortar into the joints.

Here's a close-up of the work after they've done the section...

You can tell the mortar is still wet here. Looks much better!!

This is the lower part of the chimney that I showed you before....

You can see all the dust from the old mortar on the ground. As of today they are about half way up the first chimney. They are squeezing us in between other jobs are we are pretty far out of their way and we're not in any particular hurry....unless South Carolina suddenly hits a rainy season!

I'll post more photos as the job progresses!