June morning in Blacksburg

Blacksburg and Brush Mountain

If we manage to be "up and at 'em" (my Dad's signature wake-up call) early enough, Asta and I can walk up the nearby public golf course before the golfers take over. The Hill, as the course is named, is perched on the edge of the Blacksburg plateau, overlooking Paris Mountain and the North Fork of the Roanoke River to the east, and Blacksburg and Brush Mountain to the west. Here's what it looked like on the first Monday morning of June.

Asta, tracks in the dew, and long shadows.