Despite a photo title that is reminiscent of a certain holiday in July, it is officially fall and the perfect time for riding. Â I’ve got one more long weekend off of work before the cold sets in and I’m planning a ride through parts of Tennessee and North Carolina.
I hit the road in 3 weeks! You’ll be there with me, right? Â đ
It was the morning light that made me stop, but it was the webs that made me linger.
It would have been nice to delay my start for home this morning, but since I had a long list of chores to accomplish, I hit the road early.
So glad I did!
As I head off to Charlottesville for a Saturday meeting, I’ll hope that you all are outside somewhere, enjoying the beauty of early fall.
This fence just drew me in, but I was unable to get too close without spooking the horses. Â Since that affected the clarity of the image, I played around with editing. Â Those who have followed my growth as a photographer know that I don’t do much editing.
Some B&W
 A touch of HDR
Oh so soft focus
The plan ol’ image
The temperatures are cooler, the skies are clearer, the leaves show early color change, and the smell of wood smoke is in the air. Â Don’t you just love fall?
My friends welcomed us to their back yard this past Sunday evening for the first fire of the fall season. Â Their backyard is a sanctuary of happiness … surrounded by woods, flower / vegetable gardens, an awesome fire pit, and privacy. Â Deb made homemade marshmellows, and we all brought the fixins for S’Mores, Hot Dogs, Kettle Corn, and a favorite beverage.
Seriously! Homemade marshmellows!
As the moon rose in the sky, our happiness deepened
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Folks … these are the simples pleasures in life … be sure to take time to enjoy them!
And if you’ve read this far, and would like to offer your opinion: Â I’m researching and planning my move to an SLR. Â When I realize that I am more often less than satisfied with the results of my photographic efforts, I realize I am ready.
Your recommendation?
How often do you pass by a building or place, maybe even every day, and even though you know it has intriguing characteristics, you never stop for a closer look? Â The New Mt Olive M.E. Church has always drawn my attention, but I’ve never taken the time to investigate.
The church sits on a hill in a neighborhood off one of the main roads in my small city.
As I rode by on the bike one day, with rain threatening, I decided to stop and check it out.
The building materials are simple … and reveal signs of wear.
The church was originally built in 1889, but was either renovated or rebuilt in 1929.
I think what attracts me most is the way it sits up there on that hill, somewhat majestic and slightly imposing.
Wonder what it’s like inside?
… people might want to employ someone to bring them coffee in the morning.
It was a beautiful but chilly ride home after the 7th Annual Layne Creed Memorial Ride last night, and so I decided that for once, I was not going to multi-task my way through the morning. Â You’ve been there … throw in a load of laundry, bake biscuits for a friend, edit photos, and have a cup or two of coffee while checking FaceBook and WordPress, writing out the grocery list and doing the bills. Â For one hour, I was going to sit on the couch, with a cup of coffee, under a favorite quilt and just enjoy.
A perfect plan!
Until I realized that I would need to get up and out of my warm cocoon and get another cup. Â Curses! Â (yeah, I know … life is tough).
The ride was a huge success! Â In the memory of Layne Creed, over 150 bikes with over 220 drivers / riders set out to raise money for the Children’s Center of Surry County and two Surry County Community College Scholarships. Â I really didn’t take many photos since I spent most of the day on the bike.
This is the morning of the ride, looking out over Draper Valley towards the Blue Ridge. Â The morning mist still hovers over the mountains.
Waiting to ride
Halfway home, along Rt 52, near Cana, North Carolina
Now … about those chores (after I check out your blogs!)
Enjoy your Sunday, everyone!
(Update: Â The 7th Annual Ride raised $8000!)
It’s been awhile since the morning light has prompted me stop on the way to the office.  You may remember seeing the Radford Incinerator in a previous post.  There’s just something about it that grabs my attention.
This past Sunday found me needing some time on the bike, in a long, solo ride. Â Too many thoughts were jumbled around in my head and I needed to sort some things out. Â So I plotted my route and headed out for Burkes Garden.
Bowl-shaped Burke’s Garden is the highest valley in Virginia, and is named after James Burke who “discovered” the area during the 1740s (of course the Native Americans discovered it first). Â The historical marker notes that “the threat of Indian attack and the remoteness of the area discouraged permanent white settlement until the early 19th century”. Â It is still a very small community and the only store is closed on Sunday.
The ride to Burke’s Garden and back is one photo opportunity after another.
Old churches
Farms and the product of farming
Images that harken back to another time and warnings about eternity
I loved her little face peeking back at me.
While these 4 photos all have an organized religion theme, they represent 3 different churches.
And of course some fun, twisty roads.
By the time I arrived home, 5 hours and 150 miles later, I was in a much more peaceful frame of mind
