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6:45

This morning I opened my eyes, glanced at the clock. It was 6:02 a.m. and Oz was not waking me up. Ha! So I rolled over and went back to sleep until he came in at 6:45. I was not pleased, but I could smell the coffee and, after all my snide remarks yesterday about not getting up for the light, some word-eating was in order.

And we went and took about a hundred pictures down in Shockoe Bottom. Some of them even came out, but I've only put up one so far:

North 19th and East Franklin Streets

Horses! Horses! They also have Mules! [Exclamation points added] The horizontal text above the doors looks to say something like "Richmond Bazaar" but it's been painted over so many times it's hard to tell. Probably a livery stable at one time, now a furniture restoration place. I noticed this sign once, years ago, after walking by many times and not seeing it. I took a picture and forgot about it until yesterday when I was hunting around for a different image. I thought, Cool sign. Damn, but that's a lousy shot. This sign was my primary mission, but we found other neat ghost signs: a hay and feed place across the street from the ex-livery and a sign for a saddlery (near as we can make out) tucked into an alley.

Then we went home and took naps.

And, because I can, here's a picture from Saturday.

North 21st and East Grace Streets
The building formerly known as the Shockoe Bottom Arts Center

Does it not look unreal? Especially if you compare it to the before picture. Yeah, the light is different, but still.