Our Elopement Dinner in the Shadow of Monticello
After our Thomas Jefferson-esque elopement, we enjoyed dinner at a Charlottesville restaurant, also with Thomas Jefferson connections.
18th Century Virginia Musings
After our Thomas Jefferson-esque elopement, we enjoyed dinner at a Charlottesville restaurant, also with Thomas Jefferson connections.
Since I’ve driven down this road numerous times and wondered about the historical marker near the charming houses along Broad Run, we indulged our curiosity.
Along the Occoquan River are many of old buildings converted into apartments, townhomes, shops, eateries, and other store fronts.
After enjoying lovely peony gardens, I walked through the footsteps of Thomas Jefferson’s boyhood, while imagining scenes one of my favorite time-travel movies.
Although I’ve always loved the abundance of springtime, I’ve never seen it in such profusion until I moved to Northen Virginia from Texas.
Although Earl Hamner, Jr. encouraged the director to tone things down, he was dismayed at the embarrassing misrepresentation of his family and neighbors.
While following the Rockfish River through the woods and further up the mountain, I easily imagined that we were actually driving John Walton’s 1923 Ford Truck.
On June 4, 1781, as Jack Jouett rode furiously to Monticello with blood streaming down his face, to warn Jefferson to flee for his life.
While driving the beautiful forested road to Monticello, we’ve been intrigued by a gorgeous establishment upon a hill as go to Monticello.
On the “edge of the American frontier” in Germantown of Fauquier County, we walked to the birthplace of a future Supreme Court Chief Justice.