The Smart View Recreation Area on the Blue Ridge Parkway is a fine place to watch the seasons change. This was the weekend of remnants of Hurricane Ian. I knew oaks and maples before I came here for the first time a decade ago; now I know hickories, black walnuts and tulip poplars… And quiet a few spring wildflowers, which I hope to see again in 2023.
October 1 photos … just something to keep this blog alive, although it is hardly journalism or just about journalism anymore… I am posting this with the WordPress app on my aging Android phone for the first time in a long while, having had memory errors (the phone’s memory, that is) that kept me from using it for several months.
I still feel a bit guilty about writing mosly in Facebook, where I cannot share things with family members and friends who are not part of the Facebook fraternity, or community, or habit. So this is the latest in a series of attempts too share some of what I’ve had on Facebook and a little more.
Another seasonal marker, from a few days earlier… The last Wednesday in September is the year’s last old time fiddle and banjo centered old time music jam session at Market Square in Blacksburg. This last session of the June through September event was led by Mike Gangloff on fiddle and the band Eight Point Star. It was rather cold, and I joked about getting a heater installed in my new metal mandolin. I acquired the loud as well as shiny resonator instrument in hopes of continuing to play into the fall and winter at a mostly amplified blues jam, also on Wednesday nights, at the Rising Silo Brewery, about three miles west, in the countryside beyond Virginia Tech.
mild-mannered reporter who found computers & the Web in grad school in the 1980s (Wesleyan) and '90s (UNC); taught journalism, media studies, Web production; retired to write, make music, photograph sunsets & walks in the woods.
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