Virginia

After the rain stopped one day in mid-May 2009, I was edging the lawn at Ted's and my Virginia house. The place was located in Virginia's "Northern Neck," a peninsula 100 miles southeast of Washington, DC, formed by the Potomac River on the north, the Rappahannock River on the south, and the Chesapeake Bay to the east.

Sweat dripped from my forehead, stinging my eyes and pooling on my glasses. "This is probably the last time this will happen to me," I thought. After nearly 40 years living in various Mid-Atlantic states, I was preparing to move to arid New Mexico.

I can't honestly say I miss much about Virginia, but time will tell. I know I'm sorry to leave behind fireflies, eastern bluebirds, and whip-poor-wills, rhododendrons and dogwoods, the month of October, and the frogs and toads that congregate around boggy places and sing praise as night falls.

Maybe there's more. Maybe you and I will discover it here.