George Washington Slept Here

Hiking yesterday in the Shenandoah Valley I discovered that I was on part of “Morgans Road”, which is a road George Washington had built into the hills to allow his army to retreat from the British in case things got really bad. “George Washington Planned To Sleep Here If Things Got Really Bad”. That was enough at the time of the bicentennial (1976) to put up another George Washington marker.

This includes a longish list of Washington sites I’ve run across, including a couple with family connections.

Figure 1: “George Washington Planned To Sleep Here” by George Jones is licenced under CC SA 4.0

Figure 1: “George Washington Planned To Sleep Here” by George Jones is licenced under CC SA 4.0

It seems like a good day for some Russian opera

Below is some text from Rimsky-Korsakov’s last opera, where the people mockingly pledge loyalty to the Russian King (Tsar)

King Dodon, a lazy and gluttonous ruler, is greatly worried by his warlike neighbors.

It seems the Kremlin’s website is having some issues right now…

Figure 1: “Kremlin Website, Nothing To See Here, Move Along” by George Jones is licenced under CC SA 4.0

Figure 1: “Kremlin Website, Nothing To See Here, Move Along” by George Jones is licenced under CC SA 4.0

Oh, Little Town of Harpers Ferry, How Still We See Thee Lie!

Harpers Ferry: a quaint little town, vegan restaurants, a national park, Appalachian Trail headquarters, great place to hop a train to DC or Pittsburgh, a Kansas album cover or a great place to start a civil war? It’s all in how you look at it, who’s looking, and when.

This is a picture I took on a hike above the town on Loudoun Heights Saturday and the painting of John Brown in the John Brown museum.

Figure 1: “Harpers Ferry” by George Jones is licenced under CC SA 4.0

Figure 1: “Harpers Ferry” by George Jones is licenced under CC SA 4.0

Oh, you gotta get a glory in the work you do

I’ve been reading a lot of poetry lately. A snatch of a poem my grandmother used to quote about finding meaning in work came to mind: Oh, you gotta get a glory In the work you do; A hallelujah chorus In the heart of you. Paint, or tell a story, Sing, or shovel coal, But you gotta get a glory Or the job lacks soul. Berton Baley Even Google and Duck-Duck Go don’t know much about it, so here it is in my grandmothers handwriting.