Lowe Mill always tends to have areas that beg to be photographed. It’s interesting seeing some photos I have and nothing is the same…this building changes every so often during various renovations.

The rain cloud was sweeping over the mountains while I was walking around. Also, I’m in love with that vine growing in the first photo.

This heavy, blue glass bottle was found underneath the mill. It reads “Gay-Ola” at the top and “Huntsville” along the bottom. I’d love to have it, but I’m going to check with Grace (the manager of the mill) first.

Other debris (and the bottle) from under the mill.

In the first photo you can (kinda) see the resident groundhog that I’ve dubbed Cotton Boots. I wish it was a better photo, but he was scared, and I had to just hold the camera (to where I was still out of his sight) and hope he’d be in the frame.