My Many Homes

I'm going home for the weekend. What does that mean when you are an adult, when you have a home of your own? I have many homes. I have homes in Michigan, a home in Tennessee, a home in Scotland, a home in the woods, a home on the beach, an apartment home in Boston, a new home in Chicago, and homes I am still yet to find. I hope that this home, this blog, can connect my many homes together and allow me to be a little closer to the many homes I miss.

Friday, May 31, 2013

Snakeskin and cemetery

Rushing roar
Cicadas or James
Virginias

I woke in rural Goochland and the ever present roar of cicadas. We found a six foot black snake skin complete from mouth and eyes to the tip of the tail. I then transitioned to Richmond and the rush of the James river along the famed Hollywood cemetery where we saw the final resting place of two presidents: Tyler and Monroe.









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