Archives for the ‘Photography.Local’ Category

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2009-10-16 21:11:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Oct 16th, 2009
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
A Gratuitous Fix
An abandoned house just outside of town. Major enhancements. Boy I feel better.


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2009-10-16 20:52:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Oct 16th, 2009
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
The Town Library
To provide people with the tools to better themselves is one of the truest examples of community .

"The only true equalisers in the world are books; the only treasure-house open to all comers is a library; the only wealth which will not decay is knowledge; the only jewel which you can carry beyond the grave is wisdom."
- J. A. Langford


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2009-10-16 20:36:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Oct 16th, 2009
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
Main Street--A Learning Moment
A typical home on main street Gordonsville. Note the flag. This is what is known as the First National flag of the Confederacy. It is also referred to as the "Stars and Bars." The great misconception is that the Confederate battle flag (Actually the ones carried by regiments of the Army of Norther Virginia) with the stars in the Cross of St. Andrew is the Stars and Bars. The First National flag started with seven stars and ended up with thirteen as states seceded. This is of interest because only eleven states ever seceded. A bit of wishful thinking on the part of the Confederacy. Your homework assignment is to identify the two other states that were expected to secede but didn't. This flag would later be replaced because, as you can see in the picture, it was easily confused with the "Stairs and Stripes."


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2009-10-16 20:31:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Oct 16th, 2009
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
A View From Chicken Mountain Road
Off of Rt. 15 outside of Gordonsville.

"Shine on thee in thy solitary walk;
And let the misty mountain winds be free
To blow against thee: and, in after years,
When these wild ecstasies shall be matured
Into a sober pleasure; when thy mind
Shall be a mansion for all lovely forms,
Thy memory be as a dwelling place
For all sweet sounds and harmonies; oh! then,
If solitude, or fear, or pain, or grief,
Should be thy portion, with what healing thoughts
Of tender joy wilt thou remember me "


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2009-10-16 20:24:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Oct 16th, 2009
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
A Trip For Another Day..........
As you head out of Orange south down Rt. 15 there is a left turn onto a narrow road over the tracks that is easy to miss. This is the Old Gordonsville Road. The road less traveled to Gordonsville. This will be a trip for another day.........


The Value of Journalism

Author: From http://blog.mikemorones.com • Oct 13th, 2009
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local

“…those giant presses and barrels of ink and fleets of delivery trucks were never what made newspapers invaluable. What gave newspapers their value was the mission and promise of journalism—the hope that someone was getting paid to wade into the daily tide of manure, sort through its deliberate lies and cunning half-truths, and tell a story straight.”

– Mark Bowden, The Atlantic, October, 2009

I came across Bowden’s “The Story Behind the Story” in The Atlantic the other day.  It deals with the state of the news industry and what happens when professional journalists are replaced by people with a specific agenda and no other purpose than to win the ideological war that appears to have overtaken our country. The above quote pretty much encapsulates what I love about journalism when we aren’t being told to do more with less or when coverage is dictated by bean counters.  Anyway, it made me feel a little better and hopeful that spending the last 10 years in newspapers wasn’t a total waste of time!



From the Blue Ridge to My Backyard

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Oct 11th, 2009
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
"Come said the wind to
the leaves one day,
Come o're the meadows
and we will play.
Put on your dresses
scarlet and gold,
For summer is gone
and the days grow cold."
A Children's Song of the 1880's

This past week my travels took me to Nelson County and the Blueridge Mountains. I know some of you would question the use of the term mountain to describe the Blueridge but size isn't everything. From there I had to loop back through to Ruther Glen and then back home. Today I took an hour or so to visit my own backyard--Alum Springs Park.
Sunrise Coming Over the Mountains
"The gentle spirit of a new sunrise
Brings yellow and pink, then soft blue skies
Shapes of redwoods and delicate ferns
Emerge from the darkness as daylight returns"


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2009-10-11 18:43:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Oct 11th, 2009
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
A Valley Farm
Farming is the principle livelihood of the valley. During the Civil War this area was known as the "breadbasket of the Confederacy." In 1864 my Maine ancestors may have met the ancestors of the family who operate this farm today. Don't think the meeting would have been very cordial. As members of Wright's 19th Corps of the Union Army my great-great-great Uncles would have been doing their best to, "make the Shenandoah Valley so desolate that crows flying over it would have to carry their own provender."



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2009-10-11 18:38:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Oct 11th, 2009
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
Fall in the Mountains
Craig Store Road. The leaves are begining to turn.


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, 2009-10-11 18:34:00

Author: From http://roadsdivergedwood.blogspot.com/ • Oct 11th, 2009
   Category: Blog Entries.Local, Photography.Local
A Backroad in Nelson County
"Some roads aren't meant to be traveled alone. "
Proverb