The Julie Bee and I went down to the Noke with some friends. Apparently there is a gigantic star. Who knew?
I rode up to Philadelphia last Thursday with my dad. It was a fantastic ride all through Virginia. Then we got to Maryland. Those white streaks are little meteors that pelted us relentlessly until we sought refuge under some trees. Stupid hail.
So Julie and I found this amazing little spot on the James River that had at one end, a fantastic vista of the city. On the other end there is no trace of civilization, this is that view. There were several Indian men swimming in the river while we were there, so I am calling [...]
Over the weekend I took a tour of Maymont in Richmond with a wonderful girl named Julie. We walked past this gnarled tree that had hundreds of names carved into it. The light on the exposed roots was amazing.