Bend in the River.

The name of Church Hill was familiar to me because in my first week, Gordon had told me that I should go to there, climb the hill & look out over the city to see why Richmond first got its name. It's all to do with how Byrd II believed that the view of James is similar in manner to the curve of the Thames around Richmond Hill in London. (I didn't have the heart to tell him that my knowledge of the Thames & Richmond-upon-it was somewhat limited. Nor how I'd far rather discuss its namesake further north.) Mission now accomplished anyhow.

We drove up the hill as the sun was starting to set. Lynn pointed out St. John's "Give me liberty or give me death" Church on the way. (They hold reconstruction Sundays there of Patrick Henry's famous speech. I'm almost tempted.)

The gingko trees looked so splendidly rich in colour in the evening light. 

And because we've shifted to Christmas anticipation,
the lampposts were now sporting red ribbon bows. 

...  How cute. 

From this vantage point, you can also see another of the factory-to-river loft conversions with its landmark "Lucky Strike" tower.

(The building also features an Indian head on its roof
from Lucky Strike's trademark sign:)