‘Tis the season, RVA! I find from time to time that I have stuff to share but don’t have a whole story to write up. So excuse me if, from time to time, the site resembles a Tumblr! You may have noticed that RVA has gotten itself into the seasonal mood and decked itself out.
“TRUE! –nervous –very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses –not destroyed –not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in
BRRRRRAAAAAAAIIIIIIINNNNNNNSSSSSSS!!!!!!! Seriously, though, I’m heading up to the mountains this week. That means that I am going to miss one of my favorite RVA activities, the Carytown Zombie Walk. Think of it as a parade of the undead, minus the actual biting. It’s like living an episode of The Walking Dead, only without that annoying
It’s 7:30 on a chilly Saturday morning. Most of the world is taking advantage of the weekend and sleeping in all nice and comfy under their warm blankets. I, on the other hand, am heading down to a place called Dutch Gap to watch a group of LOONS catching birds and fitting them for bracelets.
If you really think about it, they are one of the strangest creatures on Earth. They start out with hundreds of little feet on worm-like bodies (except for the inch worm, which is missing most of it’s legs in the middle) that eat either a strict vegetarian diet or eat other bugs, they then wrap
You know what makes me feel good? Ghost bustin’. And you know what else makes me feel good? The James River Park System. When a friend from the Center for Paranormal Research & Investivation (CPRI, www.virginiaghosts.com) mentioned that he was headed out to the Byrd Park Pumphouse at night I donned my camera bag (no