Byrnside’s Fort Progress Update

Our good friend Bill Burns found this cluster of fired lead roundballs, which I presume to have been fired by rifles of different calibers. None of them are musket-sized. The arrow shows exactly where they were found. They were clustered about 20 feet on the other side of that fence.

From the same location, looking towards the fort. You can see the spot in relation to the fort. It’s very possible that these were all fired from the fort, or from the fort stockade walls. It could be this was target practice. It could be that they were firing at Indians. Interestingly, there was also a large piece of folded lead, and a large chewed piece of lead included in the cluster. Those were not fired – they were dropped. Perhaps they were dropped by whomever was being shot at; or perhaps they were dropped when the shooters were checking their targets. But then how does one explain the chewed piece? Which brings us down the rabbit hole of whether it was chewed by a man in pain, or by an animal after it was dropped? I’m not sure if that argument was ever settled as it pertains to chewed minie balls, which are often found on Civil War sites.

Here’s the view from the fort’s garden yesterday. The corn is maturing, but suffering rape and pillage from the raccoons. Somebody mentioned that using the “three sisters” strategy of planting corn, the bean and squash vines keep the coons away. I did in fact plant three mounds in the three sister’s fashion. But I only planted the first sister, which the coons completely destroyed, there being no vines around them.

Some of the veggies I picked yesterday:

We haven’t done much on the outside of the house recently. However, we did paint much of the white yard fence. After doing it last year with a roller, I bought a spray gun. There’s still more to do.

Yesterday we got a visit from Sylvie the Poodle, from New Orleans. She enjoyed the view off the second-story porch.

We’ve been doing mostly log-cleaning work inside the house. I finally gave in and used a small pressure washer on the logs. I was pleased with the results. There was just no good way to get 250 years of nastiness off the logs.

A couple before photos:

Some of the logs had an old whitewash on them:

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