After a month away, on the road and housesitting a place in Vermont, it’s nice to come back to a place I know: Homewood, Virginia, population 9: 5 dogs, 4 people, including me and the boys. I’ve only spent two months here so far and I’ll probably be here for another two months or so before heading back out West, but this place is starting to feel like Home, mainly because I’ve gotten to know it thoroughly, on foot, my favorite way to travel.
I’ve only been back here for a few days, but I’ve already covered a lot of ground. This past weekend, I took two hikes, one revisiting “my morning commute” a 7-mile section of the Appalachian Trail and another on a new path: the Belfast Trail to the Devil’s Marbleyard. Every day this week I’ve spent mornings working in my office, at my grandmother’s desk, afternoons hiking along the James River and evenings reading The Forest Unseen by a roaring fire. Life in Virginia is good.
Stay tuned for a post on the mysterious geology of the Devil’s Marbleyard!