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Nature, Noise, and Nostalgia: A Walk Through Deep Run Park
You ever take a walk just for the sake of walking? No destination, no ticking clock, just you and the great wide somewhere? That’s how my mornings usually start at Deep Run Park, with my little four-legged philosopher buddy. He’s got this whole meditation thing down—sniffing at every tree like he’s deciphering ancient scrolls, leaving…
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Officer, I Swear This All Makes Sense
Years ago, back when I was working for one of the big railroads – and let me tell you, it’s exactly as glamorous as it sounds – I found myself piloting a big, lumbering SUV down I-85 South. I was leaving Virginia for North Carolina, a state with barbecue so good it could make a…
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Why Every World Leader Should Be an Astronaut
Fellow wanderers, armchair explorers, and those who still dream of faraway lands while sipping coffee on the porch. Let’s ponder about traveling. Not the kind where you rush through airport terminals, snap a few pictures of famous landmarks, and call it a day. No, I mean real traveling—the kind that soaks into your bones, shifts…
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Spring’s First Breath
And what a morning! One of those rare ones that feels like it’s been waiting all winter just to unfold right in front of you. If I had the voice for it, I’d throw my head back and sing—something grand, something worthy of the world stretching its arms after a long, cold sleep. Hard to…
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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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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…