I had to run over to one of my favorite places, the eastern shore of Virginia, today for work on a day that started out with spitting rain but turned out to be beautiful.
It was one of those hidden places on the Bay side of the shore, the kind of place you would never find unless someone told you to drive down this road to that road and make a turn here, look for the sandy lane through the woods.
The place was hard on the bay, but back at the house you would hardly know it sitting in the middle of a thick pine forest.
It was a very nice visit, very relaxing. It is taking me years, but I'm getting to know the eastern shore a little bit better.
Plus I learned where all of my old fishing lures ended up.