Tim Jon
Just Like Nothing (Else) On Earth
By Tim Jon Proof of Loudoun County’s identity as a conundrum – or a vortex of mysterious forces – rears its head again as I approach this story of one writer’s search for the Holy Grail of the day, only to utterly fail in the attempt…
Read more...By Tim Jon By the time I arrived, they were all resting – at peace – sleeping the approximate six feet underground; I’d driven up to the Village of Waterford from the south, with a journey through fog and dense greenery – not to mention some incredibly rough roads – and – quite unexpectedly came…
Read more...By Tim Jon I was so anxious to explore this place, I arrived long before sunrise and forced myself to wait in my car until I could at least justify the camera in my pocket; I’d made the discovery – just a few days before my visit – of a new ‘sleeping giant’ of a…
Read more...By Tim Jon I am not one to dwell in the past; in the performance of my six-day-a-week job, my colleagues and I generally work at such a frantic pace that we joke about forgetting our own names. That’s not as far from the truth as you might guess, what with mail carriers expected to…
Read more...By Tim Jon Next time I stop in, I want to hear the birds sing, as I took an early morning stroll around the land set aside as the Burial Ground for the Enslaved at Belmont. I found the silence broken only by the nearby traffic on Route Seven – with the motorists – understandably…
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