Thursday, March 29, 2007
Take Me Out...
To the ballgame we went on the best Saturday of 2007 up here. On a gorgeous day, Angela, AJ, Bic, Titus, and I went to watch the Hokies play top ranked North Carolina. Bic’s cousin is a pitcher for the Tar Heels and his kin were there as well.
The Huckleberry
Due to the great Spring weather, we were able to enjoy one of the great advantages of living in the New River Valley. An old railroad grade has been turned into a paved trail connecting Blacksburg and Christiansburg through woods and well tended farms.
Friday, March 23, 2007
Spring!
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
St. Pats
We had intended to celebrate St. Patrick’s day in style as usual in Blacksburg, but Angela came down with a bad sinus infection, so we relaxed and watched basketball all day.
Fort Monroe
Groomed Dogs
Fort Trumbull
While visiting Tony, we had the opportunity to visit old Fort Trumbull near where the Eagle (America’s Tall Ship) was docked. The Fort was built in the 1830s as one in a string of coastline defenses (which included Fort Monroe in Hampton).
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Sub Mariners!
Monday, March 19, 2007
New London, CT
Mystic Pizza
I didn’t have to work the week of spring break, so James and I decided we would go visit Tony at the Coast Guard Academy! We hadn’t seen him there since we dropped him off for swab summer last July, and we didn’t know when we would get a chance to go and visit again, so we decided to go. It was only about an 11 hour drive, so we got there Saturday night in time for dinner.
Second years can wear khakis and a coast guard academy polo, which Tony is very excited about, and Third and Fourth years can wear whatever they want to.
Monday, March 12, 2007
Glowstick Fun!
I am such a little kid, and love things that glow in the dark! James and I brought lots of glowsticks to play with for Sarah and Abigail’s birthday…and it was so much fun. We made balls and necklaces and bracelets, and played outside in the cold with them.
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Virginians!
Friday, March 02, 2007
The Old Mill
For three years now, I’ve wanted to go to the old mill at the farm, but it was always the wrong season. You can only go in the winter, because the path is too over grown in the spring, summer, and fall, and last time they went during the spring, Abigail picked up a copper head.
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