Warrenton, Virginia


Presbyterian Church, 1855.


The old railroad station in Warrenton is now a restaurant, Claire’s at the Depot. We had dinner there on August 3rd, 2012. The caboose, still on tracks, rests silently at the kitchen back door.

Parking lot F:

Renee’s Gourmet:

Summertime

On July 6th, Tim introduced Owen to the craft brewing industry:

The bridge from Bethany Beach to Rehoboth, Delaware:

One of the last of this year’s the stargazer lilies, last weekend at home:

Rose of Sharon this morning:

Old railroad station at The Plains, Virginia, July 14th:

Connellsville B&O Station June 22nd:

Clematis, by the front door


Note of May 4th: I took several shots of the clematis over several days, using the trial-and-error method of learning how to use my digital SLR camera. In the picture below, I manipulated some raw file settings in a photo editing program called Darktable, trying to improve one of those pictures.

Another shot taken about the same time (added 6/19/2012):

Our fringe tree is in bloom


This is Chionanthus virginicus, our only one, wild, in the woods, and at the back of Sandy’s woodland garden. I last commented on it back in 2008, and wasn’t able then to do any better showing the whole tree.

See the Wikipedia reference, where I’m delighted to see it’s also known as Old Man’s Beard. Ours blooms every spring, but we’ve never noticed the autumn fruit shown on Wikipedia.

 

From the top of the X


From the top of the X in the oats field after supper Friday night, 6:40pm, 13 April 2012. We could no longer identify the spire of Hills Church due to tree growth. But we did hear its bells ringing on Sunday. Hills Church is 0.9 miles almost due west of that spot, but we’d probably have to scramble up a tree to see it now.

What we did last summer

Last August 20th, Mark Galvin and I painted the cover to the drain in the pond at Harwill Acres. (The county required our homeowners association to do this, indirectly as part of protecting the Chesapeake Bay.) Mark did the side using a borrowed canoe, and I did the top from the bridge. I documented the adventure with Mark’s iPhone: