Grace

This is the steeple of a church called Grace down Mobjack, Virginia.


Below is a picture of a triangle within a triangle within a triangle within a triangle the steeple of a church called Grace.

A close-up of all those triangles.

More photos from this quaint church and my trip to Mobjack will be forthcoming later in the week.

In the mean time, Market Days was a blast, especially last night's street dance. It was great seeing old friends, and I don't know when I've laughed so much. The crowd I was with could very easily have a stand-up comedy routine and become millionaires, they are just that funny.

Enjoy the day and be sure to get some laughter in. It's good for the soul.

Market Days, Part Deux

People? Above is the Number One reason to go to Market Days today.

This lady, who has clearly upstaged Chesapeake Bay Woman with the entire crab ensemble, was at the Gwynn's Island Festival back in June. She and I got into a little wrangle when our crab hats started fighting with each other. It was all in good fun.

But now I see she not only has the hat, she has The Outfit. The whole shebang, the crab ensemble. And she's wearing it to Market Days.

And now I must have the whole shebang. Must.

In spite of my jealousy issues over this outfit, I implore you to head to the Court House not only to ask this lady where she acquired The Crab Ensemble to compliment this lady on her impeccable attire and superb sense of style, but to visit the street pictured below, which is informally known as Funnel Cake, Crab Cake and French Fry Heaven.

And it's also the scene of tonight's Barn Dance street dance featuring Richard Smith.

Be there or be square.

Aloha.