Our town is a quiet sleepy little place most of the time, but especially on Sundays. And Sundays have always been the day of coffee and leisure for me, one of which can not be had in our dear Farmville. So the past two Sundays Dave and I have drove to near by towns to seek out their coffee situation. Last Sunday we went to Lynchburg and found this great place in the heart of the historic district called the Starlight Cafe.
After breakfast we walked to the James river and followed the path to Percival Island. I am still getting used to the riches of green that occlude any sense of direction or feeling of knowing what lies beyond. We found this sweet doe along the trail. I didn't use my zoom to take this picture, she just trusted my goodwill.
Just as we were heading back across the long wooden bridge to Lynchburg we were fascinated by a large group making its way down towards the James. We asked what they were doing and they told us there was going to be a baptism in the river for two young men. We asked if we could watch, we'd never seen such a thing.
oh how I miss that lush green....
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