This morning, while updating our Art By Bike Tour, we had the privileged of bicycling through the city to photograph some of the amazing art Roanoke has to offer.
On the eve of New Year’s Eve I was stricken low by a nasty cold, the kind with which you retreat under a blanket with a heavy dose of Dayquil and a few hours of TV. I decided to binge the recent SyFy miniseries Childhood’s End, based on the Arthur C. Clarke novel of the same name. Something weird popped up in the third act that I thought was worth mentioning. (Spoilers to follow).