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“Brace Yourselves, It’s Snow… Again”
Another snowstorm is coming. Again. The weathermen are in full doomsday mode, waving their arms like wacky inflatable tube men, while the town collectively hold their breath as if we haven’t seen frozen water before. Out in the trees, the squirrels are stuffing their faces like they’ve just been told hibernation starts in an hour.…
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A Moment of Reflection
I’ve been thinking a lot about something I posted recently—about history, about monuments, about the things we choose to remember and how we choose to remember them. And while I stand by what I said, I also recognize that saying it the way I did may have hurt some of my neighbors, people I share…
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I’m Yours
There’s something about the way we complicate things. Love, for instance. We chase it, we doubt it, we hide from it like it’s something scary, we dress it up, put expectations on it, like it’s a job interview or an algebra equation. But the truth is, love’s not something to figure out. It’s more like……
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The lil Dog vs. The Arctic Wasteland
Walking through the frozen landscape of our neighborhood yesterday morning was like stepping onto the set of The Day After Tomorrow—except with fewer Hollywood stars and more chance of me slipping on an invisible ice patch and making a complete fool of myself. Everything was frozen solid. The trees looked like they’d been dipped in…
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Frozen Stillness
Winter has come back to Henrico, and this time, she’s brought her full artillery. Everything is wrapped in ice—the trees, the sidewalks, the cars sitting like forgotten relics in driveways. The grass is gone, buried under a thick crust of frozen rain, and even the squirrels, usually nature’s little daredevils, have called it a day.…
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Avenue of Heroes: Reclaiming Legacy with True American Titans
This may sound a bit controversial—though, let’s be honest, controversy is just another word for honesty people don’t want to hear—but I overheard a discussion about Monument Avenue and the removal of Confederate statues. One person said, “But it’s part of Richmond’s landscape!” True. But so were open sewers and rickety wooden bridges, and we…
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Climate Change: Balancing Skepticism, Truth, and Survival.
Let’s start with this: ever imagine if global warming is real? Like, properly real. Not just a mildly inconvenient uptick in summer temperatures where the only real consequence is that your ice cream melts before you’ve even left the shop. I’m talking about apocalyptic, California-on-fire, Florida-underwater, polar-bear-now-a-shark’s-lunch sort of real. Terrifying, isn’t it? But equally,…
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Winter in Richmond, VA
Well, here we are in Richmond, where winter’s cruel sense of humor is on full display. For weeks, we’ve waited, begged, and stared at the heavens like expectant children hoping Santa would drop a dusting of white magic upon our otherwise dreary January. And finally, yesterday, it happened—the glorious arrival of snow. Not just any…