I actually had a hard time picking out the best shot of the moon yesterday up at the north edge of town. These might have been the better shots.


I actually had a hard time picking out the best shot of the moon yesterday up at the north edge of town. These might have been the better shots.


Virginia.

Looking north.

Seriously, though, has anyone ever noticed that the building for Appalachian power has some goddam Stalinist architecture?
It’s like something out of Nineteen Eighty-Four.

Or maybe it’s just a catbird.
Roanoke, Virginia.

I found this praying mantis on one of my Autumn walks, up north of downtown Roanoke. He looked like he was hastily leaving the city. Maybe he was fed up with pesky people taking his photo.



The Bates Motel sign is an especially nice touch.
(Kirk Avenue in Roanoke, Virginia.)

[singing to the tune of “My Sharona”]:
“FRIED BALONEY!!!!”
It’s good stuff. Thanks, Internet!
Might have to try that “fried green tomatoes” thing next, I dunno.
Update: I’m in the middle of watching “Doctor Sleep,” so YOU wash the frying pan.
It looks like they’ve started constructing the framework for the next set of buildings on Campbell Avenue where the former bus station was razed. This picture doesn’t quite do it justice — but it has a postindustrial, otherworldly look to it around twilight. I thought it was neat.
I almost wrote “infrastructure” instead of “framework” in the first sentence above. But I’ve read that engineers roll their eyes at the word, because laypeople invariably use the term incorrectly.

I’m very happy to see that The Roanoke Star has featured my latest letter to the editor — about people who draw a comparison between the January 6th attack on the Capitol and protests by Black Lives Matter. You can find it right here.
Thanks, as always, to Publisher Stuart Revercomb for allowing me to share with my neighbors in Roanoke via The Roanoke Star.