The little town of Cottondale, just nine miles down Peanut Road, bills itself as 'the Crossroads of the Panhandle' and it is appropriate, as Highways 90 and 231 cross there. North to Dothan, Montgomery, Birmingham, Nashville. South to Panama City and the Gulf. East to Tallahassee and the rest of Florida, West to, well, wherever folks go out that way. New Orleans, maybe.
This makes it, at least in theory, a pretty good location. In fact, it's not much of a town. I checked on properties and storefronts there when I first came looking for properties in the area.
Instead, I opted for this property on Peanut Road. I may be a few miles off the main highways here but it was still a good choice. Right now, it's rather academic as I am not really open to visitors. Eventually that will change.
I must admit, the first time I saw this old house with it's wrap-around porch, open space, and large rooms, I thought 'concerts.' I still think it's something I could do here.
This weekend will mark the end of five years on Peanut Road and I haven't done anything like that yet. Moreover, the recording studio is in mothballs. My duties as a caregiver just make these impossible at this time. Thus, so little news in this blog.
Instead, I've been concentrating on writing and am being much of a hermit. I will open up this house on Peanut Road one of these days, get the recording back into operation, maybe mount some house concerts or at least get-togethers. In the mean time, I'm not really closed to visitors but my priority is my mother's care.
That's it from Peanut Road for now. Maybe by the time we reach six years, I'll have more reason to update here.
