The first time I visit the Totopotomoy Creek Battlefield at Rural Plains, it’s an unseasonably mild day in late winter. I’m taking pictures for the upcoming Emerging Civil War Series book No Turning Back, so I can’t stay long because I have the entire Overland Campaign to photograph. But I plan to come back for more pictures once things have greened up just a tad, and I’ll set aside a couple hours to explore.
When I do, it’s unseasonably bitter—low teens. The daffodils look like bright yellow popsicles. Someone froze tiny bits of the sun solid and popped them onto green sticks and stuck them in the ground. That sounds perhaps a lot more quaint than I want it to for being as damn cold as it was.
“Totopotomoy” has eluded me for years, and I’ve decided that the cold temps are…
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