Who ever heard of Mattaponi?

[William Turner]

Shoot, most people can't even pronounce it! It's the name of a little known Native American tribe that welcomed Captain John Smith and his cohorts to Virginia several hundred years ago. It's also the name of a river and most importantly to me, it's my home, now.

Mattaponi is surrounded by water that looks different every time I cross it or go near it: water that has the most soothing effect. Sometimes it's choppy, occasionally so still it reflects houses accurately. Sometimes it's blue; sometimes it's pink but it's always magical.

Funny how I'm truckin' in land, i.e. real estate and runnin' on about water, but this area speaks to me. I grew up in a rural community a continent away, but similar. I feel at home even though I've never lived here before.

Oh yeah, the last place I identified with so strongly was Montana. That's another story for another time.

Signed,

"the Montanan from Mattaponi" HOWDY, EVERYBODY!