Day 2 in Pictures

Historic Bulloch Hall in Roswell, GA, where Teddy Roosevelt's parents were married.  Also happens to be where my great-great-aunt was born and grew up.












One of the Georgia Marble Company plants in Tate, GA.  The asphalt roads leading out of the plant are white from the marble dust, and in some places I could see it billowing up from the plant.

That black speck near the middle of the picture is a drone.








I don't know how my windshield got so dirty.  It's embarrassing.




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