Saturday, October 29, 2016

George Washington connecton with Morrow County

There are many intersections between George Washington and Ohio history. Here is a particular link between Washington's Virginia plantations and Harmony Township, Morrow County, Ohio. While working on the George Family genealogy, I constructed the family history that encompasses Chester Township and Harmony Township in Morrow County, as well as Licking County. 

This article is about James A. Bloxham, Harmony Township, Morrow County. James A. Bloxham is the son of his father by the same name who came to America to work for George Washington at Mt. Vernon.
"James Bloxham was an English farmer hired by George Washington via his friend, George William Fairfax of Belvoir Plantation. Bloxham worked at Mount Vernon from April of 1786 through 1790. Also, Bloxham's family was brought over from England in 1787 to live at Mount Vernon. 
Before arriving in America, Bloxham had worked for William Peacey of North Leach, in Gloucestershire. Peacey was considered a leading gentleman farmer in Britain, and Bloxham was brought to Mount Vernon to impart the skills that he had assimilated in William Peacey's employment.1" 
http://www.mountvernon.org/digital-encyclopedia/article/james-bloxham/
James Bloxham Sr. was married to Catherine Dunnington and they had children: James A., Jane Eliza, John T, and Alfred. Except for James A. Bloxham, his siblings stayed in Virginia and continued to work in the agriculture industry in and around Alexandria, Virginia. Of course, Alexandria was the center of slave trade and commerce focused on the tobacco industry.

James Bloxham Sr. expressed his displeasure with slavery to George Washington that is a matter of record. In subsequently documented discussions, Bloxham explained that persons who were kept without freedom were hard to motivate. Washington agreed.

His son, James A. Bloxham lived in Snickersville, Virginia where he married Melinda Jury. The couple set out to pioneer a farm in Ohio.

James A. Bloxham
1802–1880
BIRTH 11 MAR 1802 • Virginia
DEATH 08 MAR 1880 • Harmony, Morrow County, Ohio, USA
3rd great-grandfather

Old maps of Harmony Township show the Bloxham farm that is located near George family farms. James and Melinda had children, one of which was Mary Elizabeth Bloxham.

Mary Elizabeth Bloxham
1832–1880
BIRTH 12 SEP 1832 • Virginia
DEATH 4 MAR 1880 • Morrow, Ohio, United States
2nd great-grandmother

Mary Elizabeth married Richard D. George.

Richard D George
1830–1877
BIRTH 14 FEB 1830 • Licking County, Ohio
DEATH 2 JULY 1877 • Ohio, USA
2nd great-grandfather

Richard and Mary had a farm in Harmony Township from which their son, James A. George would inherit some land for farming. James A. George and Addie Jane Clark had ten children of which one was my Grandfather, Oscar Taylor George and one was a Great Uncle, James A. George after whom I was named.

The "A" stands for Almond which purportedly is passed down from James A. Bloxham.
"On 31 May 1786, through George William’s efforts, Washington contracted with what he hoped was such a man: James Bloxham of Gloucestershire, England, who agreed to assist Washington in managing stock (to be maintained primarily as a source of manure) and to instruct farm laborers “to Plow, Sow; Mow, Reap; Thatch; Ditch; Hedge &ca in the best manner.” [6] By mid-summer Washington was a bit disappointed with Bloxham. 
“In a word,” he wrote to William Peacey he seems rather to have expected to have found well organized farms, than that the end and design of my employing him was to make them so. He makes no allowances for the ravages of a nine year’s war from which we are but just begining to emerge, nor does he consider that if our system of Husbandry had been as perfect as it may be found on your Farms, or in some of the best farming Counties in England, there would have been no occasion for his Services. [7]
For his part, Bloxham was apparently frustrated and disappointed by the utility of Washington’s slaves. To his former employer, Peacey, Bloxham wrote that “tese Black Peope I am Rather in Danger of being posind [poisoned].” He doubted whether Washington would be able to improve the farm, “for he have a Sett of About him which I nor you would Be trobled with But the General is goot them and he must Keep them But they are a verey Desagreable People.” [8] 
Bloxham’s disappointment with slave labor mirrored the sentiments of his new employer. By the spring of 1786 Washington seems to have become thoroughly discouraged with the prospect of running his plantation on the best principles using slave labor, and more generally frustrated with the institution of slavery itself. In April 1786, in a letter critical of the efforts of the Pennsylvania Society for the Abolition of Slavery to obtain freedom for a slave taken to Philadelphia by an Alexandria shopkeeper, Washington expressed the hope that some scheme for the abolition of slavery would be adopted. “I hope it will not be conceived from these observations,” he wrote to Robert Morris, that it is my wish to hold the unhappy people who are the subject of this letter, in slavery. I can only say that there is not a man living who wishes more sincerely than I do, to see a plan adopted for the abolition of it — but there is only one proper and effectual mode by which it can be accomplished, & that is by Legislative authority: and this, as far as my suffrage will go, shall never be wanting. [9]"
http://gwpapers.virginia.edu/editions/letterpress/confederation-series/volume-4-april-1786-january-1787/


Washington, George: Mount Vernon, 1757

George Washington at home in Mount Vernon, Virginia, on leave from the military, 1757.
Nathaniel Currier—The Bridgeman Art Library/Getty Images

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Where are all of the birds?

I watch birds and photograph them when I can. The trouble is, most of them don't pose well. They are flying from branch to branch. They rarely rest when you can see them.

I went to the window this morning with my camera at the ready. It must be switched on for the electronics to work. That takes seconds.

A woodpecker was on the side of the tree directly in front of my vision. It had a large grub in its beak. I raised my camera, switched on, and by that time the bird was gone.

I tried to see if other woodpeckers were in the area. Nothing was in sight. A squirrel was scampering up the tree.

Squirrels are in automatic mode, storing nuts this time of year. Even with a birdfeeder filled with food, the squirrel knows not to bank on that. The same might be true for birds.

While human supplied seed and tallow are appreciated, birds must stay the course to take care of themselves.

I have thought about doing a painting in which I reverse the size of birds and trees. That would be one way to see the birds better. It might be like dinosaur days. I will try it.





Friday, October 14, 2016

Artist Compendium: Woodpeckers on a warm autumn day

Artist Compendium: Woodpeckers on a warm autumn day: Today was a fantastic day for watching woodpeckers from my living room window on the Sycamore Creek. A few chores and an ailment kept me fro...

Woodpeckers on a warm autumn day

Today was a fantastic day for watching woodpeckers from my living room window on the Sycamore Creek. A few chores and an ailment kept me from my usual walk. However, the view from the perch inside was good.

One woodpecker sat eye-ball-to-eyeball with me for a fleeting moment before I could position my camera for a great photograph. I stuck with the viewing.

As the day warmed up from the high 40 degrees and into the 70's, the insect population must have taken the cue to do what insects do on the last warm days before winter. I suspect that they burrow in and shut down. On a day like this one, they are in a state of active feeding.

The woodpeckers instinctively know this. Their keen sense of hearing and ability to feel vibrations set them into a feeding frenzy of their own.  Other birds, like chickadees and warblers, are drawn into the action.

My knowledgeable birder friends tell me that this will be over soon and that the woodpeckers and others will take wing to seek warmer weather. While the birds are still with us, I will watch with enthusiasm.


Flying from place to place


Roosting for a short moment


Pecking





Saturday, October 1, 2016

Artist Compendium: Oh Brother

Artist Compendium: Oh Brother: I had a two-year head start on my brother, but when he arrived it was like starting all over and seeing in a rear view mirror what had just ...

Oh Brother

I had a two-year head start on my brother, but when he arrived it was like starting all over and seeing in a rear view mirror what had just happened. It didn't take too long before he caught up and we were hand-in-hand exploring the world together.

That description sums up our experience, mostly hiking, biking, fishing, and skateboarding the world together. I have told stories before about various calamities ranging from spilling milk at the dinner table to losing glasses on more than one occasion.

For one thing, he was the best fisherman. Dad and Tim laughed about that, as I was always getting tangled up while they were catching fish.

As boys, our life was simple as it was free-range. Mom opened the back door with instructions to stay within earshot, then off we went.

"Look out for your brother. Stay away from the creek. Come back at lunchtime!"

There were trees to climb, barns to explore, horses to feed and pet, and chickens from which to collect eggs. We could hang around the water tower and wonder how high we could climb.

Eventually, we went our individual ways, but our common interests centered on hiking, nature photography, and art. While I took up watercolors, Tim took up the Etch-a-Sketch and became one of the world's best Etch-a-Sketch artists.

Now, Tim had a stroke that wiped out half of his physical ability and had constrained his mind. He may not say my name, but he gave me a hug, a smile, and a greeting that could only be brother-to-brother. He still had an Etch-a-Sketch in the room to make him comfortable, but the trouble is that it takes two hands to operate it. Now, he has just one.


My Brother


My Brother and Dad


Timothy A. George



Thursday, September 29, 2016

Blending in

Nature continues to amaze me with how birds and vegetation appear to blend into natural camouflage. My daughter and artist developed an entire theme about "camouflage" wich included a musical performance with her and band members wearing custom-designed camouflage attire.

Today, in my literal world, I am looking for camouflage examples.

First, while bird-watching out the living room window onto the bank of the Sycamore Creek, there appears to be a cardinal on a branch. That turned out to be Tomfoolery by the naked eye. Zooming in with my Nikon and it is just a leaf.

After having a sip from my coffee cup, out another part of the window, there appears to be a cardinal. This time, it is the real thing. In the fall, when leaves hang sparse on the limbs, they create silhouettes that could be birds.

Determining what the eye sees is part of the camouflage game.


That is a leaf


That is a cardinal


That is camouflage


That is real camouflage 
Artist, Mary George