Sweetwater Park

  This school season has proved to be extremely stressful.  I am constantly finding myself on the precipice of burn out, which makes me a really less-than-stellar mom.  We needed a day off.  Sweetwater Mill was lovely and almost entirely shaded.  Always my standard of enjoyment here in the deep south.

 

We walked a little further down because the kids saw something in the distance, and there was the mill ruins.  I looked up the history of the mill and read it to them while we were there.  What a tragic past this mill had.  During the Civil War, The Confederate Army was removed from the river leaving it open to the Union army, which proceeded to arrest all 500 or so mill workers (all of which were women and children), round them up and end up abandoning them in Indiana.  Many died from starvation and exposure.  Many of the fates remain unknown.  I look at my kids and I really cannot and do not want to imagine the lives so many have been forced to live.  

Out of our usual spots: Yellow River, Stone Mountain and all the playgrounds, this is my favorite so far.  That being said, I have yet, yet to get up to the Georgia Mountains.  We are very limited while my husband works so much and is too nervous for me to go with the kids alone.  One day.