my hometown, daily photo four

                                                      Occoquan River, Virginia

I like to escape to the small riverfront town of Occoquan every now and then, which is about 20 minutes from home. The river was crucial for water-borne commerce from Virginia’s earliest settlement days. It’s fun to imagine the Dogue Indians fishing and canoeing, or the hustle and bustle of a busy town with cotton and grist mills, foundries, and a tobacco warehouse. The Merchant Mill, which operated here for 175 years, was the first automated grist mill in the nation. After grain was unloaded from cargo ships and processed, it was boated up to places like New York and Philadelphia. 

Hmmmm. Mill + grain + bakery = pies. Okay, so I’m obsessed.

Visit all the other LJ hometowns listed on Cindy Lord’s blog!

Next time: my favorite Occoquan haunt

30 thoughts on “my hometown, daily photo four

  1. Thanks to you, I was motivated to get out and enjoy some natural beauty for a change. We get so caught up in the daily grind that it’s easy to forget to appreciate the good stuff in your own backyard.


  2. When I travel out West, I can’t believe how brown everything is! Of course, if I go really far west, to Hawaii, then everything is green and colorful :)!


  3. Never say “no pie!” There’s always pie! Mom’s Apple Pie Company is in Occoquan, and tomorrow, I’ll blog about my favorite homemade pie place :)!


  4. Wow, I didn’t know your son rows there. Are we talking about THE pie place? Up a narrow flight of stairs? I smell a lunch date coming up . . .


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