Cold and wet

That discribes today perfectly. John has come to Schuyler and we went to the Devil’s Backbone Brewing Company for lunch. I ordered a flight of some of their seasonal brews and bangers and mash. John had oysters. After lunch, we headed down to the Virginia Blue Ridge Railway Trail, so I could share with him, my new discovery. He’s very excited about cycling it together. Today, however, we walked a couple hundred yards and viewed the Tye River from the bridge. 

Now, we are back at the house. I’m cold to the bone and inside documenting the morning while John is outside building a hen pen for the chickens we will have. Until 10 am, we had 11 young chickens. As John was heading up here, from our weekday house, a woman who was texting or reading e-mail while driving ran him off the road and nearly over the hillside completely. The chicks took a tumble and apparently were killed during the incident. Fortunately, John is fine, though terribly shaken. The woman driving never looked up and NEVER realized the damage she caused. 

Well, here he is, building the hen pen. (obviously shot from the warmth of the house.)Image


About rivercityweaves

I'm a mom, wife and fiber artist, living in rural Virginia. On days I'm not creating fiber art or teaching others how to, I'm probably saddle surfing on my Bianchi, or laughing with friends.
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2 Responses to Cold and wet

  1. tootlepedal says:

    It’s a dangerous world when drivers don’t take their responsibilities seriously.

    • rivercityweaves says:

      Very much so. I miss the little “cheep, cheep, cheep”, I had accustomed myself to over the last 2 weeks. They were a gift from John. I’ve actually begun a search for several “rare breed” hens to replace these with. Marans actually lay eggs that are so dark they look like dark chocolate. I thought it would be fun to have some of them.

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