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Tag Archives: Bald eagles
James River Diary, July 2
Beauty is where you find it. I found solace and awe in the sunrises and stars on Afton Mountain, and now a different beauty unfolds on the James River in Richmond. Witness a scene while paddling in my kayak upstream … Continue reading