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Yesterday morning’s sunrise.

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And last night’s sunset (from the James River Bridge….at 55 mph).

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And a beautiful day sandwiched in between the two.

~These Days Of Mine~

Early Morning From The Bridge

Many times, I’ve written about the James River Bridge (or JRB, for short), that we travel across whenever we go to the “big city”.

The bridge is a little over four miles long, and when it opened to traffic in 1928, it was the longest bridge in the world. As the name suggests, it crosses the James River. In the 1970’s, a new bridge replaced the original one.

Motor Man and I ran an errand in the big city, Newport News, yesterday morning, and I took a series of photos from the bridge. The trees you see to the far right are in our county, Isle of Wight.

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In the background of the next picture are cranes at the Virginia Port Authority in Norfolk. To the left is Newport News Shipbuilding, and in the foreground is one of the many workboats out in the river that morning.

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This picture was taken just before we reached the other side of the bridge, and that’s just a small portion of the shipyard.

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It was a pretty morning for errands.

~These Days Of  Mine~

Fire Up The Presses

Like most of you, I was taught from an early age that it’s impolite to boast or “toot my own horn”.  So I struggled with today’s post. But I was so honored by this and wanted to share with my readers.

You may recall a couple of months ago when Motor Man and I “helped” launch a hot air balloon.  We didn’t ride, but one of the passengers that day was a reporter for our local paper.

A couple of weeks later, he e-mailed to ask me for permission to use some of my photos in an upcoming story. Well, the story was in yesterday’s paper. I would share the link with you, but it isn’t visible unless you have a digital subscription. So here’s the next best thing:

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And close-ups of the article, just in case you’d like to read it. Hopefully, you can click to enlarge the pictures.

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Yes, I was given photo credit!

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This photo was taken by the reporter.

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That’s Motor Man on the left in this next picture, helping to keep the balloon from launching until it can be untethered.

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In other news, on Saturday afternoon, we had very odd weather (more about that tomorrow) in our area. That morning, I had run some errands in the nearest “big city”, Newport News. On the way home, as I was about to drive onto the James River Bridge, which connects our county to Newport News, I noticed fog over the river. I diverted to a nearby riverside park, and took this photo.

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And this picture was also published in yesterday’s paper in a weather-related article.

So that’s my news that I’m humbly sharing with all of you.

~These Days Of Mine~

While We Waited

It appears that I may possibly have depleted my supply of “unblogged” sunset photos.  I know, how can that be? Maybe I just need to dig a little deeper in my archives.

But for today, I’m sharing pictures I took a few weeks ago as we were stopped on the James River Bridge for a bridge lift.

It wasn’t actually sunset, but it was close enough that the river had a golden glow.

Everyone dislikes being caught on the bridge during a lift, because it delays your trip by 15-20 minutes at the very least.

This time, I managed a couple of interesting pictures during the wait.

Sunset Sunday

These pictures were taken from the “other side” of the river during sunset on Thursday evening. Motor Man and I had run a few errands in Newport News, and as we were heading home, the sun was setting. We stopped at Huntington Park for a couple of quick photos.

I like the silhouettes of the folks on the beach.

This one was taken a few minutes later as we crossed the James River Bridge.

Perhaps I could talk someone into authorizing having those power lines put underground?  (For those of you who aren’t from this area, the James River Bridge is approximately 4 miles long. Slim-to-none chance of those utility lines being buried!)

This last photo was taken as we crossed the bridge over Jones Creek in the little town of Rescue, just a few miles from home. I shared sunset photos from this same bridge a few weeks ago.

Rescue is a quaint little village, and the view from this bridge is especially nice. As I mentioned in the previous sunset post, this isn’t a heavily traveled road, so Motor Man was able to stop for me to snap a quick photo.

Sunset Sunday

There’s no rhyme or reason as to when I post a particular sunrise or sunset. But I do keep a record of the ones I’ve already shared, so you shouldn’t have to endure a rerun.

Today: one sunset from three different locations. This was April 11, and the first photo is from the Newport News side of the James River. Motor Man and I had been out for our weekly Wednesday night dinner with friends. We were on our way home at sunset, so we pulled into nearby Huntington Park. The rock formation is the jetty near the boat dock.

This next picture was taken as we were crossing the James River Bridge. You can barely make out the sun’s reflection on the water below.

We arrived home in time for even more sunset pictures.

No matter where you may roam, the best part is coming home.”

Sunset Sunday

Tuesday evening, Motor Man and I headed across the James River Bridge to run a few errands and have dinner in Newport News. We noticed the sun setting behind us as we crossed the bridge.

So, as we’ll do in situations like this, time permitting, we pulled over at the park on the other side of the river. The sunset wasn’t a spectacular one, but I did manage some interesting shots.

There was a photographer up on the hill to the right. He was serious though: he had his camera on a tripod.

I walked a short distance and took this from near the jetties.

And another day is in the history books.