Tag Archives: Virginia

I have come here to berry Caesar …

… not to praise him.

(Facebook friends, Roanokers, countrymen … lend me some money.)

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More flora announcing spring.

Roanoke, Virginia, April 2018.

 

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“Hope springs eternal …”

Roanoke, Virginia, April 2018.

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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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Artwork under sign for O’Brien Meats, Salem, Virginia

February 2018.

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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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Iron Gate, Virginia, January 2017

The past week’s cold facilitated a rare occurrence — the freezing of the Cowpasture River in Iron Gate.  My friend posted these yesterday.

I think that second shot is really damned cool.  I believe that’s the spot where the protruding rocks make the mini-rapids that they call “riffles.”

 

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