Looking first upstream from Belmont, then downstream, 10am October 17, 2015.
Virginia
Head and shoulders above
Edwin, Thomas, Ruth, Bronwyn, after the visit to Monticello.
Jefferson’s kitchen garden in November
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Rosslyn
The view of Rosslyn, Virginia, across the Potomac River from the terrace of the Kennedy Center the night I attended the La Bohème dress rehearsal.
With Ed, Loretta, and Amber
With Ed, Loretta, and Amber, at the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts in Richmond. Those are the Chuhuly Red Reeds (see story), as also seen in 2010 at the Kennedy Center. The Robinson House is beyond.
Goolricks
Curtis Lake
From the Curtis Park dam early Sunday morning, Hartwood, Virginia.
The Fredericksburg paper had a picture of a swan at this spot in March of 2013. Today I could also see two more on the far side of the lake. The Virginia Department of Game and Inland Fisheries said in 2012, “The mute swan is classified as a non-native exotic (nuisance) species in Virginia.”
A detour on the trip to Lynchburg
Stopped here Friday afternoon about 7 miles north of Lovingston hoping to get a few quick snaps of the slabs I’d hoped to find in the Dameron Family Graveyard (on behalf of Findagrave.com.) But as I couldn’t find it, I will have to pass that assignment on to somebody else with time and energy to identify the location of the cemetery.
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:
Went berry picking Friday
At Westmoreland Berry Farm in the Northern Neck, about an hour east of Fredericksburg. After picking our raspberries and blueberries, we enjoyed ice cream on the porch, looking west from the rocking chairs overlooking the fields. That’s white plastic for strawberries beyond the picnic tables. I think the occasional sparkle through the distant trees may be the river. Below, location A, with map showing Rappahannock River estuary and state route 3 upper right.
A bit more on the Northern Neck:
Bodies of water, from right to left and counter-clockwise, are Atlantic Ocean, Chesapeake Bay, Potomac River, and Rappahannock River. The Northern Neck is the rural and somewhat remote peninsular between the Potomac and the Rappahannock, first visited (as a prisoner of the Powhatans) by John Smith in 1607. It has 1,100 miles of coastline, no cities, many small farms, and a growing number of vineyards.