On a sunny afternoon a few weekends ago, we headed north on the 95 and exited when we saw a sign reading "Stonewall Jackson Shrine." We winded down a country road and ended at this white cottage, all that remains of a farm where the Confederate Civil War hero died of pneumonia after being mistakenly shot by his own rebel men in May of 1863. Aside from the cultural curiosity that it is (it's called a shrine), I was struck by the structure's simple beauty: raw floors with hand-forged nails, sensible but colorful linens, and plenty of natural light.
Stonewall Jackson Shrine
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Image source: All by Ali / Ali Loves Curtis