In the end, we just walked away from many remnants of our past.

After too many weeks of sorting, deciding what should be saved and what should not and then filling up three storage rooms, we finally threw up our hands and decided what remained was expendable and left it for charity or the trash bin. Our physical and mental exhaustion prevented any chance of making any more decisions.

After nearly 24 years at the same address in Arlington, Amy and I are homeless. Well, not exactly. We do have places to live but our primary residence is no more. We closed on sale of the condo this morning and left Arlington as visitors, not residents.

Our homeless condition lasts until Friday morning when we close on the home in Floyd.

Then we have to schedule a time to head back north and empty the three storage rooms that hold our belongings from the time in Arlington.

Or maybe, just maybe, I can convince Amy to let me hire a mover and leave the hassle to the pros.

I can dream.

Wary of hunters, these deer appear at dawn in search of food near Buffalo Mountain Road in Floyd County, Virginia.

The deadline looms. We must finish cleaning out the last remnants of our existence in the Arlington County condo by the end of the day so we can turn it over to the new owners at closing Monday morning.

The moonlight continues to play tricks on the mind, once again along Indian Valley road on a full moon night.

The moon often provides subtle color shifts that the eye cannot see but which can be captured by a camera (digital or film). Sometimes you can intensify the color shift by using a film or white balance intended for another kind of light, such as shooting tungsten balanced film outdoors (as was the case here).