Creek Jots ~ Early November
â–¶ Made a visit yesterday (for reasons I shan’t explain) to Eagle Rock north of Daleville on the James River. (Image or two coming soon.)
Noting the riverine location as I scouted the destination before we traveled, I remembered that the James was the starting point for the imagined James to Kanawha system of canals envisioned by movers and shakers as early as George Washington.
Turns out the actual project was finally abandoned after the railroad system became a more efficient competitor. Eagle Rock was the site of the westernmost lock on that incomplete project that would have connected the Atlantic coast near Richmond to the Mississippi drainage. That’s quite an undertaking for lots of men with shovels.
â–¶ URGENT! I need somebody who is LADDER_COMPETENT to clean our gutters before the rain already backed up against the guttered leaves turns into a solid twenty foot cylinder of ice until March. ANY suggestions of someone within an hour’s drive of Copper Hill / Check / Terry’s Fork in Floyd County will be appreciated! Leave ideas in comments, email or call.
â–¶ I am happier with the Panasonic Lumix LX7 camera I purchased a few months ago, now that I can actually use the RAW (RW2) images it is capable of taking. I am now using LightZone for this purpose, and finding uses for it in rendering Nikon RAW and jpg files as well. It has some neat features, is free and works on all platforms.
â–¶ I have added some ads to the sidebars, and am happy to tell you that my ad income balance now stands at $0.01. I have not monetized my lassitude and procrastination, and the guilt is gone! A site redesign may be in the offing, to better serve you both, dear readers!
â–¶ Aldo Leopold once said that “one of the penalties of an ecological education is that one lives alone in a world of wounds.” I get to share my eco-loneliness Saturday night with some of you at the Floyd Country Store’s showing of Fierce Green Fire. Details coming soon.
â–¶ Our neighbor saw a female black bear with three cubs just outside his back door the other day. The species is alive and well on Goose Creek. And the “brown bear” is NOT just another name for the black and we will never, ever see a brown bear here. Thank goodness (they get upwards of 1000 pounds or more.) So I win that argument.