The edge of the Northern camp held supply wagons, a red cross wagon, and
horses were standing by to quickly move artillery from one place to another.
Officers' wive may have followed their husbands in the encampments.
And here is the medical tent was the Sister of Mercy again, a nurse in the fashion of Florence Nightingale, and a medical doctor.
The camp was orderly
and the shade comforting on a very warm day.
As I left the camp, I strolled through open range land, the grounds speckled with tiny lavender and white flowers.
As I entered the Southern camp, artillery guarded the entrance on both sides of the road.
Safe passage was allowed through the camps for civilians
Planning was in full force within the tent at Southern headquarters
As I left the Southern camp, I noticed soldiers on the outskirts watchful of Northern aggressors.
A returning unit
A lone soldiers approaches camp, the artillery again detracting from the otherwise peaceful scene.