We moved into our new home last week. We are calling it Hart’s Ridge and it’s nestled in nearly 19 acres of beautiful woods with a path to Lake Hartwell. We are having fun planning and renovating, to make it ours.
Yesterday we walked down to the lake and crossed the cutest bridge made by cutting a tree into slabs. We have a few springs that result in small, gurgling waterfalls. Our cove is a very cozy place that will be great to hang out on boat days, or wet a line in.
We also have a nice, spring fed pond in our backyard.
Sam and Gisela P. Nuckolls started this home in 1989 as a one-bedroom log cabin. In 1993 they built the pond, and kept a picture and journal diary of the process. Later they got older, and finally had to leave the home. It was later built on to and changed hands a few times.
Left behind by them was a beautiful decanter set. Supposedly Giselle was an artist and I love the little work area she made for herself upstairs. Her chair with a cushion is still here, as well as a delightful little cabinet that I suspect she painted. And a tiny lamp and some delicate curtains.
How I would love to hand these treasures over to one of her descendants. A grandson, or granddaughter. Or a great something or other further down the line. Someone who longs for a connection to grandparents she may have never known. Someone who would find joy in looking at photos, tracing handwriting, and caring for items once touched by someone they shared a family line with.
I sort of feel like Gisela is still hanging around here, maybe upstairs where her little art nook was located and she gazed out the window and daydreamed, and created.
From a bit of preliminary research, I think they come from Stone Mountain, GA and built this little sanctuary in Hart County, GA as a place for their family to get away.
Please share this post and maybe by some social media miracle, it will land in front of someone who would like to connect and lay claim to these heirlooms.
As for Gisela and I, we are pretty comfortable together so far. I also plan to write her into one of my novels one day. We’ll see if she gives me any fodder for it.