Charlottesville Tomorrow posted a slide show , one slide every 30 seconds, 6.5 mile trip down the Rivanna.
The official boat of the Commonwealth of Virginia, who knew?
This this morning, 36 minutes after dawn, oyster time of year.
Former Slabtown neighbors had cut-out pastel porpoises on a stick welcoming inbound motorists. New neighbors installed an undead thing.
The people at the Weldon Cooper Center for Public Service at the University of Virginia have posted some fascinating information on demographic trends in the last ten years.
They did an extra fine job with the graphics, the information is readily accessible regarding population shifts, who is moving in, who is moving out. Shocking really.
In CHO, they say the average house price has doubled in the past ten years. Salaries sure haven’t.
And while people are moving into CHO and AlbCo, people in the Slabtown county are moving out.
We pause to express our deep gratitude for the many blessings we enjoy. Give us the strength and the wisdom to demonstrate that gratitude in thoughts and words and deeds acceptable to you. Protect our absent loved ones and protect this family circle with everlasting love.–Charlie Murchison
Lighter than air craft headed for calmer skies, bearing west. This was August 26, above the Mattaponi Bridge on Rt. 360, near Aylett, VA.
Friday was a sultry day, high humidity. I didn’t irrigate the trees, the weather forecast claims that won’t be necessary.
Irene’s rainy self arrived around dawn on Town Creek. At high tide (1000hrs), this boat which usually hangs four feet above the water was floating. Everything is getting power-washed. Steady winds from the northeast. Reminds me of Solaris and Water World. Hoping that Irene will stay good tempered.
Received a box of bare root oak trees middle of last week from Musser Forests. Traveled to Slabtown to plant. The threat above the ground is from deer, it’s hard to establish an oak forest where there hasn’t been one for 200 years. The threat below the ground is from voles. Saplings get up to 3 feet tall and fall over, all their roots chewed off.
I planted 22 trees, slow going on account of armoring them against critters. Mostly I planted white oaks. Hoping they get six feet above the ground before I get six feet under.
The Virginia Department of Forestry was out of white oak seedlings by the time I called.
Today wouldn’t be as good a day for planting, snowed in CHO
In Slabtown, with our mother. No traffic, no noise, no people, no TV, no restaurants, no super bowl. Have dog, books, some food, heat. Wondering what she thinks of a place so quiet, being a city girl. This slab purchased in 1886 for $24.88 by James Masdon, subdivided out of the Millenbeck Farm. In the Woolen Mills a similar sized lot, purchased same year, cost $400.