Tag Archives: Roanoke

More flora announcing spring.

Roanoke, Virginia, April 2018.

 

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“Hope springs eternal …”

Roanoke, Virginia, April 2018.

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Signs of Spring?

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Sooooo … spring, then?

Is that what these mean?

Because it was pretty cold last night and this morning the wind sounded as though it wanted to take the roof off.

 

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Texas Tavern, Roanoke, Virginia

It isn’t in Texas and it isn’t a tavern.  It’s a family-owned, all-night burger joint that’s been around since 1930.  And it’s awesome.

That shot of Church Street is awful.  But I’m including it anyway, because New Yorkers simply cannot fathom how empty these streets can be — and quiet!  So often Roanoke seems like a scene in “The Quiet Earth” (1985).

 

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Snowanoke!

So this was Thursday’s bizarre, abrupt twilight snowstorm.  Look how beautiful and blue the sky was before snow and night fell together.  Look at the size of the flakes!

 

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My mediocre mountain shots.

March 2018.  One of the things that I love about Roanoke is how its mountains are obscured on overcast days by low-lying clouds.  It’s the kind of thing that would have been unheard of where I grew up — on the uniformly flat Long Island.  I doubt the novelty of it will ever fully erode.

 

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They say Montana is “Big Sky Country,” but Roanoke could be a contender.

February 2018.

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Roanoke’s first snow, January 2018

These are from the winter’s first snow on Wednesday.  I believe those tracks you see were made by a raccoon.

 

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Oh, Roanoke. *loose/lose

Yes, I do realize that only an approval-seeking pedant will broadcast the fact that he found an error in a newspaper headline.  At least I’ve got that self-awareness thing going for me.  And I make plenty of my own mistakes right here on this blog.  Somebody called me on the unforgivable *your/you’re confusion just last week.

Hey, I spent a couple of years on the other side of the desk where this kind of nitpicking is concerned.  When I was a reporter, there were people who positively loved to call us when they spotted a mistake.

If you’re ever inclined to do that yourself, then please bear two things in mind:

  1. You are almost never the first one to alert the paper’s staff that an error has slipped past them.  It’s usually spotted by someone either in the newsroom or in the advertising department, before anybody calls it in; and
  2. Mistakes in headlines are rarely made by the reporter who wrote the story.  They can usually be attributed to someone at the editorial level, who prepared the layout.  (The editors read the stories’ content, and then draft an appropriate headline according to the amount of space allowed by the layout.)

 

 

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