The temperature hasn't been so high, but the humidity has been really oppressive. We walked a slow pace and found a water spot even on a short three mile hike. |
I don't think Maya even drank any of the water, but standing in it helps cool her body temperature beyond what panting alone can do. |
We sat under one of the dugouts at the baseball field on a metal bench so I wouldn't pick up ticks. |
I shared this picture on Facebook Wednesday after our walk, but here it is again for anyone who missed it or doesn't do Facebook. |
The muddy water in front is usually dry ground, the river is behind the trees. |
This is the parking area for the boat landing at the Palmyra bridge. The river is actually behind the trees. |
Notice the blue sky? That was the first I've seen in a week and it didn't last long. We had another thunderstorm about an hour after this picture was taken. |
The walk down the river and around the village made about 3.5 miles. It was enough. |
This is Maggie's House in Palmyra, the headquarters for the Fluvanna Historical Society. |
The old stone jail. |
Civil War park in the center of the village. Palmyra was never really developed because it lacks sewer and water systems. Consequently, it retained much of its original character and structure. |
The old courthouse, designed by John Hartwell Cocke, along with the jail, and his Bremo Plantation. |
A view of Main Street in Palmyra. |
The new courthouse in Palmyra, where Clay and I got married. |
Maya, playing the tourist, taking in the sights. |