Sunrise in Richmond was pink and so was sunset at home. When I left Richmond it was 64 and it had dropped to 48 by the time I got in. I saw a dead deer and a dead raccoon and several live buzzards. As I passed the Newport News reservoir I could see rows of turtles lining the tree trunks in the water. But no birds welcomed me home. And there are no photos.
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