A good year for corn.
Emma up a ladder.
Corn and the moon.
Category: slabtown
old dog
Sophie is my first old dog, she is 14, she endures, cavorting in brackish water.
winter is coming
Glass half empty. FSW would preface his comments to the Farm crew the day after the solstice with some reference to the oncoming winter, days getting shorter.
At the highpoint of summer seeing snow and death.
sunset ride
Emma and Helen riding west, Slabtown road. Ten minutes to sunset. Helen back from Japan, no sleep for 24 hours.
Pines in situ and repurposed
Town Creek
Charlottesville Tomorrow posted a slide show , one slide every 30 seconds, 6.5 mile trip down the Rivanna.
deadrise
The official boat of the Commonwealth of Virginia, who knew?
This this morning, 36 minutes after dawn, oyster time of year.
Undead yard ornament
Former Slabtown neighbors had cut-out pastel porpoises on a stick welcoming inbound motorists. New neighbors installed an undead thing.
tectonic
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.
slabtown dawn
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