We spent Thanksgiving at my stepmother-in-law's house in the Shenandoah Valley. Daniel's dad grew up in this area, so he took my sister-in-law and I on a walk down to the river. The town was quiet, blanketed in fresh snow. At about this point on the walk, I realized I couldn't feel my toes. They … Continue reading thanksgiving in the valley
shenandoah valley
if only in my dreams
I didn't make it home for Christmas this year, but I came pretty close. We spent Christmas day at a family friend's childhood home in tiny Woodstock, Virginia. It was a proper country Christmas. We fed the hens, chased the guineafowl (that was mostly me), ate pot roast with mashed potatoes, and opened gifts by … Continue reading if only in my dreams
Route 11 Yard Crawl
Daniel and I heard about the Route 11 Yard Crawl from my coworker, Jamie, whose boyfriend attends it every year. It's an hour and a half trip to the start from Charlottesville, extending from New Market to Stephens City across the Shenandoah Valley. The trip was gruesome without air conditioning in our car, but we … Continue reading Route 11 Yard Crawl
last night at mockingbird
Mockingbird Restaurant and Music Hall in Staunton, VA closed its doors at the end of last weekend for reasons unknown to the public. They've been very hush hush about its closing and didn't announce it until the beginning of the year. They made all of their events free last week so Daniel and I attended … Continue reading last night at mockingbird
month in review: 11/2012
November is difficult to summarize because I can barely remember what happened before Thanksgiving. I think I'm finally at the point where calling these posts, " ...months in C-Ville," is unnecessary; I no longer think of my life here in terms of my moving date, which is a sign it really feels like home. Thanksgiving … Continue reading month in review: 11/2012
Woodstock, VA
After we visited Luray Caverns, we drove further into the Shenandoah Valley. At one point, we stopped on the side of a winding mountain road to fill up jugs with spring water gurgling out of a pipe. We stopped at my father-in-law's friend's family's campground to park our car, then carpooled over to Woodstock, his … Continue reading Woodstock, VA
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