Wednesday, May 13, 2015
We drove over to the little communities of Rescue and Battery Park, Virginia on Saturday. I know there must be a story about the name "Rescue" but I haven't discovered it yet. Both neighborhoods are in Isle of Wight County...perhaps 20 minutes from our house. However, they are light years away...sleepy, bucolic, peaceful non-suburbia.
Back in this area is a surprising place called Oak Crest Farm. It is so surprising that the LA Times wrote a story it.
I'll never forgot how odd the zebras seemed the first time we saw them grazing. It was as if a narwhal was sunning himself in Virginia Beach or a polar bear was sitting at a bus stop in Los Angeles.
The zebra are the farthest away from the road and hard to catch in a pic. The donkeys were frolicking right next to the fence, so I took some shots.
I've been laughing at this pic ever since I took it. I know. I'm unusual. It is what I do. It is who I am.
Posted by JPG at 8:26 AM