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Halloween is a fun and festive time here in Zion Crossroads. Most folks around here decorate their front porches or yards. Decorations are mostly fun, with a few ghoulish ones thrown in here and there. I plan to change our front door into a fun Frankenstein’s monster, using crepe paper and big googly eyes. We also have a homemade life-sized wooden painted skeleton with jointed limbs, that my husband Rick has had for 40-plus years. He is adorable and each year we set him outside to greet the kiddos on Halloween night. The skeleton, not Rick! Read more

As my local radio station reminded me this morning, it’s nutting time. The Virginia Department of Forestry folks put out their annual call for acorns of various types, which they will use to start seedlings. My own sidewalk dares me to step on it barefooted—Legos cannot do more damage to a bare sole than a new-fallen acorn. Read more

Over the past few months, people have been looking more and more toward the great outdoors for recreation and exercise. Golf is one of those sports which allows folks to do just that. Neither Rick nor I golf, but we know several avid golfers here in Zion Crossroads who love to get out and hit the links.   Read more

Venturing outside onto Earth in August, one is quickly reminded we are still deep in the sultry clutches of summer. But as always, change is afoot.  Read more

I love living in Zion Crossroads. It’s a good mix of country living and proximity to all that Virginia has to offer. That being said, every situation has a little room for improvement. So, sometimes I daydream about the following establishments opening a location at good ole I-64 exit 136, smack dab in Zion Crossroads. Read more

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If asked to pick a favorite season, I would choose fall, and a favorite month, October. Yet, October comes with both tricks and treats. For me, the treats far outweigh the tricks. This year, October throws in some bonus treats. We will have to wait, ever wary, of what further tricks tumble our way this tempestuous year. Read more

May Day, the worldwide May 1st celebration of spring that dates back to pre-Roman times, has been canceled. The radio distress call for help — Mayday! Mayday! Mayday! — is more likely heard during these crazy virus times. Read more