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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-02-07 15:45:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Feb 7th, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

Todo, I Don’t Think We are in Virginia Anymore?The Rappahannock River at the City Dock. This is not supposed to happen in Virginia! Next thing you know gridlock will end in Richmond and VDOT’s Six Year Plan will actually take six years to complete in…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-02-07 15:25:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Feb 7th, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

A Parental MomentThe family “Metal Head” our youngest son Joshua, with his girl friend Anna, are inducted into the National Honor Society. Our daughter was the rebel, our eldest son was the jock, and Josh is the family Renaissance Man. All traits th…



Going Over the Wall with My Inner Child–Send Help!

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jan 31st, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

” Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life.”Herbert AsquithYes, our second big snow of the season at about 12 inches! Donning my adult responsibilities this morning I headed out the door to complete the task of freeing my car. I …



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-01-31 20:57:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jan 31st, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

Sun Rise Over Freshly Fallen Snow on an Ornate Fence That Serves No PurposeThe Jepson Center which is part of the University of Mary Washington College. Four sections of ornate fencing was donated to the University by an alumnist. Having nothing bette…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-01-31 20:34:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jan 31st, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

Lower College Neighborhood 9:38AM Sunday MorningFor the local skeptics among us I would note that the neighborhood streets had been plowed at least once by Sunday morning. Actually, the few e-mails and calls I received about the snow removal this tim…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-01-31 20:22:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jan 31st, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

307 Lewis Street–The Jane Beale HouseA beautiful and peaceful scene today under freshly fallen snow. In December 11, 1862. Mrs. Jane Beale and her family were in the basement of this house during the Union bombardment of Fredericksburg. A shell wo…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-01-31 20:16:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jan 31st, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

Taking A Stroll Down Princess Anne StreetA typical sidewalk scene in downtown Fredericksburg covered in a not so typical 12″ of snow.



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-01-31 20:00:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jan 31st, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

Once Upon A Time…….This now snow covered path going towards George Street was known as Free Alley. What remains of this pathway was once the only place were slaves could freely travel to town without a pass.



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-01-31 19:22:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jan 31st, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

A Moment of Contemplation”I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech-tree or yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.” Henry David ThoreauUntrampled snow has a way of uplifting any…



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2010-01-31 19:11:00

By From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Jan 31st, 2010 • Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

We Can Do This……….Hazel Run after the snow. Please note the incline to the left. This was the easy part. I think it was the forth fall or the second tree I slid into before I realized my inner child was full of it. Yet even this realization …