This is from a few years ago, before the bodega was remodeled (and maybe under previous ownership?). This is a stone’s throw from Peters Creek Road.
Tag Archives: Roanoke
Keeping up with the Nolans.
Hey, gang. If you’re concerned for my sanity and want to monitor my mental health via the safety of your Internet connection, I’ve started a page here at the blog for poetry publications in 2023.
I hope that you are all having a happy Valentine’s Day!
Roanoke River near Franklin Road, February 2023
Roanoke, Virginia.
Blue Monday.
Birds on a wire.
Candy cigarettes!
As if my shameless self-promotion wasn’t enough …
… check out this hat I got for Christmas from a fellow Roanoker!!
Now no one can say they weren’t warned.
(It’s a dorkmanteau.)
I aspire to be a ne’erd-do-well.
That’s a ne’er-do-well who is also a nerd.
Going native.
No … this blog has not been hijacked. That is me that you see in the picture. I can now blend seamlessly into my adopted Southern City with this official Roanoke trucker’s cap — a fine Christmas present from one of my Mary Washington College alums.
The next time you see me on the street, you probably won’t even realize it’s your favorite Yankee. It’s like I’m an undercover reporter again!!!
[Update 12/26/22: Yes, the (inevitable, as I see now) Jim Varney comparisons have begun in response to this photo. Sigh. Do what you have to, Vern.]
A day to reflect.
I just love this one shot from yesterday’s video of Jefferson Street in the rain. (I just figured out how to export frames from a video.)
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