Jefferson baths dating from Thomas Jefferson's time in Warm Springs, VA. He bathed here too. My precious navigator riding shotgun and a shot showing some of his attack wounds.
Sounds like we have more foliage color right now than Vermont has. That is the report I am getting from my grandson, Will in Florence, VT. Today my eldest natural grandson, Patrick is celebrating his 18th birthday. Wow! It seems like just yesterday we were caught in an intense early autumn blizzard that finally dumped 2 feet of snow on the fully leafed out trees, knocking them down along with power lines. That was Oct. 4, 1987, the day Patrick was born. Next one in line for the big 18 is Travis, my VA grandson. He turns 18 in February, just 5 mos. after Patrick. I went with Travis' family yesterday to Monticello HS marching band competition. If you have never been to a marching band competition or demonstration, you need to go at least once. What a thrill to watch HS bands perform in perfect synchonization and play beautifully at the same time. They practice and drill constantly. Our band, Patrick Henry High received an award of Excellent. It was a lovely fall evening sitting on the stands with the sun setting. The previous evening, I joined my family at the PHHS football game at home where Travis and the marching band were performing as well. Attended church this morning at the United ME Church of Goochland. They have a new young pastor who really impressed me. His overriding message is Love. All those biblical rules and the last of these is LOVE. I wonder if we are finally getting it. I hope so. I watch people helping people - not just white's helping blacks or rich helping poor in the Gulf Coast States and I smile. The message is clear, the path is open before us - now we need to walk it. I am putting some new photos on this page, hope you enjoy them as I did taking them. Also watch for my new blog site showcasing my paintings.
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