On the way to Gettysburg, we stayed in this lovely Bed and Breakfast called Oaklands Green, just outside a small town called Purcelville, near Leesville, Virginia. A lot of the towns in this area had connections back to the civil war generals. They were quaint little places.
Oaklands Green was a lovely old place with a long history. We stayed in the restored old part of the building and it was wonderful.
The main downstairs lounge of the old log cabin.
View from the rear of the oldest part of the building.
Me sitting on the steps of the newer part of the house.
It was here that I saw my first fireflies. They were like magic little fairy lights twinkling all over the grass and up around the trees as dusk darkened into night. I'd heard of these things. Some people call them fireflies, some call them lightning bugs. They look a bit like those long flying ants we get in the summer time, only their rear ends light up when they take off. I can't even describe how beautiful they were. I stood and watched them for ages. They were the prettiest things I'd ever seen.
Some of the beautiful garden that surrounds Oakland Green. I sure wish I could get my own garden to look like this.
Being spring, all the beautiful flowers were out. I noticed that many people in the area had different colored begonias and geraniums in hanging pots everywhere. It was very pretty.
This was a huge flowering tree. If anyone recognises what it is, please let me know. It was magnificent. I'd love one in my own yard.
