April 15, Tuesday, Day 40: At the plantation

We stayed in a little cottages scattered across the backyard of the  Butler Greenwood plantation in st. Francisville.   This was our cottage with a nice front porch overlooking the duck pond. The outside stairs went up to my aerie, er, bedroom. The day was spent, as usual, doing laundry, cleaning bikes, and seeing what sights there were to be seen.  A cold front went through last night leaving us with brisk temps in the low 50s. 

Last night we had dinner at the Myrtles Plantation, reputed to be haunted. 

St. Francisville dates back to the early 1800s, established by monks, and then becoming a town center for local plantation owners. By 1830 or so there were 2200 whites, 70 free blacks, and 10,300 slaves.  The Episcopal church and surrounding graveyard is shown below.  Every time I go into a church I pray for the safe journey of all our group to St. Augustine, and for tailwinds.

We finished the day by hosting the rest day wine and cheese party in our cottage for everyone in our group who was staying at the plantation, followed by takeout pizza for dinner.  Then we told ghost stories.