I Didn't Mean for That to Happen


Well, another huge gap  -  longer than intended.





After a strange and interesting winter, followed by complete madness in the interim with new projects, spring has sprung on the East Coast of Canada - I have crocuses open in the garden already, and the snow has been gone unseasonably early for the last two weeks.  The scene outside my writing room window is like an aviary right now with all the birds scrabbling about at the feeders and on the ground finding nesting material.

Here is a picture of the newest member of my little family, to the right: an adopted Yellow Labrador Retriever that is the size of a Great Dane.  This has taken some getting used to.

So, I finally got back to the family research project this past weekend, and right away I found something that I'd somehow missed before.  Returning to the Cranborne connection and great-great-grandfather George Adams (Isabella's husband), I thought I'd try one last stab at finding his first wife, Elizabeth, just in case more records had been posted on any of the internet-accessible ancestry sites I'd been using last year.  I didn't actually get further with her, but I did find that in addition to the two (possibly twin) boys they had together, there was a baby girl before them - also named Elizabeth - and I am sure that that record was not there before.  Today I am going to look into this some more and find her death date, then back to her mother, Elizabeth Jane.

It is good to be back at this.

[Later]

The burial date for baby Elizabeth Adams reads: 9 June 1874, Cranborne; 1 day old.

Still nothing on Elizabeth Jane.  There is absolutely no record of her death before George marrying Isabella that I can find anywhere.  What a very, very strange thing this is. 


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