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Renewing a tradition

Andrew Pearson is Virginia born and bred, and always thought he would return to his home state one day. When the COVID shutdown found him and his family quarantined in Birmingham, Alabama, he decided it was time. “I’ve always had my Virginia bag packed,” he says, and soon the family had bought a farm between Gordonsville and Cismont.

Soon after, on a stroll through Gordonsville, Pearson passed the recently closed Restaurant Rochambeau, once a highly regarded draw for the town. “I looked in and saw the tables were still set,” he says. “Everyone here wanted the restaurant to reopen.” With a background in hospitality as well as farming—while he was growing up, his family owned an inn that his grandmother ran—Pearson had a conversation with the restaurant’s owners. 

“I expected a long discussion,” Pearson admits, “but within 10 minutes Jacqueline Gupton and her husband said okay.” His new restaurant opened a month later, in August 2023, under a new name: Près des Prés, meaning “near the meadows” (the Pearsons’ farm is called The Meadows).

Pearson was drawn to the idea of bringing fine French dining back to the Main Street site of Rochambeau and its nationally known predecessor, Pomme. While many people may think French dining features stereotypical French dishes, he says, “French cooking is more about ingredients and techniques.” Beyond that, he was really excited at the prospect of “doing something good for Gordonsville and the wider community.”

Luckily for his suddenly short timeline, Pearson found the perfect chef close to home. Abby Duck, a graduate of Johnson & Wales University’s noted culinary program, had worked her way up to chef du cuisine at the Tasting Counter outside Boston, and when she decided to move closer to her family in this area, she was his first choice to help him launch the new venture.

When it comes to preparing French food, Duck says she starts “with what I would like to eat, and then make it French. I like to use lesser-known French ingredients, things that people aren’t as familiar with.” Working from a list of seasonal vegetables, Duck designs each month’s menu to include three vegetarian dishes and three protein-based dishes. She looks for ingredients from the area (including from the Pearsons’ farm and garden), and is working on building relationships with local suppliers. For now, Duck makes every dish from scratch, including the desserts: “I do all the baking, except the bread—that’s from Albemarle Baking Company.”  

Photo: Stephen Barling

For now, Près des Prés is open for dinner Wednesdays through Saturdays. Service is limited to 10 tables or a maximum of 26 guests, with a three-course prix fixe menu of the month posted on the restaurant’s website. As an example of Duck’s mix of tradition and originality, November’s menu featured pistachio soup with squash, crème fraîche, and tuile or Brussels sprouts with yam, lemon, Dijon, and blood orange as starters, followed by fresh spaghetti with yuzu, chive, sea urchin roe, and cream or pommes darphin with chili oil, crème fraiche, and watercress. Entrées were scallops with risotto, hazelnut, sage, and pomegranate, or venison with sunchoke, green peppercorns, and broccoli rabe. 

“We want dining here to be an experience,” says Pearson—but not the intimidating one some people associate with fine French cuisine. The restaurant still looks much like Rochambeau, warm and inviting, a place you want to linger over a meal. Families are welcome, says Pearson, who makes sure to be a visible host. 

Reactions from patrons have been very positive, says the new restaurateur: “It’s a real honor to have people come from D.C., Fredericksburg, and Richmond. We even had a couple come here as their honeymoon treat.” In response to that positive interest, the restaurant will be open for one Sunday this year, on December 31, for a special five-course New Year’s Eve tasting menu.

But Pearson also wants Près des Prés to be a gathering point for locals, and he hopes to be open more days as the business settles in, and wants more people to stop by the restaurant’s bar (open from 5 to 9 every night the restaurant is open). Duck’s bar menu includes crêpes, frites, and French onion soup (naturellement!), as well as desserts and a grazing board. A recent addition is the newest gourmet treat: artisan tinned fish. It goes very well with Champagne.

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The spirit of the back country

Ken Farmer has made both his careers out of doing what he loves. Whether he’s appraising on PBS’s popular and long-running “Antiques Roadshow,” or performing on a local stage as Ken Farmer and the Authenticators, his knowledge of and love for the arts, crafts, and music of southwest Virginia shines through.

Farmer’s roots in the back country go deep. He grew up in Pulaski, where at age 10 his father got him an inexpensive Teisco del Rey bass guitar. This was 1960, and “I was drawn to rhythm and blues. I learned all the bass lines to the Rolling Stones songs,” Farmer says. When he got to Emory & Henry College, his roommate told him while they were jamming, “You’ve got a pretty good tenor voice—you should sing too.” That’s when Farmer got introduced to Doc Watson, his first guitar hero. In his junior year, when the family moved to Delaware, Farmer got exposed to the music scene in the Philadelphia area and began learning about the full range of American roots music.

By 1974, Farmer was living in Wytheville and married to Jane, his college sweetheart. “We had no furniture,” Farmer recalls, “so we started going to local auctions—we’d buy the stuff left over at the end. Once we started buying stuff, we had to figure out how to sell stuff. We [took a load] down to the Metrolina flea market in Charlotte and made $2,000.” Jane was working as a teacher, and soon Farmer quit his job as a probation officer and became a self-employed dealer. “I’m a stuff nerd,” he says. His superpower is remembering objects and their context—quality, source, and price. 

At the same time, Farmer was traveling to fiddler conventions and guitar competitions. He met some musicians from Radford, who invited him to join their bluegrass band Upland Express. By 1979 Jane was pregnant with their first child and the couple moved to Radford. Farmer left the band to become a real estate agent and then a broker—which got him into estate sales. In selling off entire estates, Farmer found “I didn’t know enough about pricing everything, so I started auctioning—off the back of a truck at first. Eventually I bought a tent, and then a warehouse.” He found auctioneering combined his increasing knowledge of “stuff” with his performing instincts, and it also gave him more experience in valuing objects, which led him into appraising. 

In 1995, he got a call from a producer for PBS’s “Antiques Roadshow.” The producer liked his credentials as a generalist who could evaluate not only regional furniture and furnishings, but also crafts, tools, and textiles. Over 20 years, Farmer had built up a breadth of experience and a network of experts he consults to get the best information on “things I don’t see much of, from Asian art to jewelry and rare instruments.” 

Farmer has appraised everything from a North Carolina secretary desk worth six figures to tools and fishing equipment. The worst part, he says, is telling someone the “antique” they’ve staked their heart on is a fake. He also cautions that simply getting a price range is not the whole story. “There’s also what you have to spend [formal appraisal, restoration, research on provenance, advertising in the right places, etc.] to turn that object into money.”

Most of all, Farmer points out, “I can’t put a value on what that object means to you.” Farmer’s home is filled with everything from folk art to fine art, and “I could tell you a story about every single piece.” Early in their married life, he and Jane spent pretty much their last dime on a decorated Appalachian pie safe that they have kept and enjoyed for almost 50 years. His advice: “Surround yourself with things that give you a little love every day.”

Music has given Farmer plenty of love for decades. His repertoire includes rockabilly, blues, roots rock, and country—basically, the full range of the 20th century, including contemporary songwriters and original music. “I love that you can play this music that’s still performed as it was 100 years ago, and you can take it and make it your own,” Farmer says. “Other people have drawn from the music of Appalachia—Gram Parsons and Marty Stewart, to name only two.”

When he moved to Charlottesville in 2012, Farmer began meeting local musicians through the Central Virginia Blues Society. For the last five years, he’s played guitar and sung lead vocals with The Authenticators—Rob Martin of Nelson County, Frank Cain, and Preston Wallech. They’ve played area wineries and pubs, Fridays After Five, and the Blues Society’s annual festival. This year’s gigs include Plaza Antigua in Waynesboro, The Camel in Richmond, and Carter Mountain Orchard. 

While he loves the crafts of the back country, Farmer admits he’s a musician first. “Music frees my mind,” he says. “It’s a hypnotic, spiritual thing—a great gift.”

BEHIND THE SCENES

While the “Roadshow” may look casual to viewers, quality control is rigorous. Appraisers (who are not paid) fill out a form listing their expert contacts, which get vetted beforehand, Farmer says. During the show, “you’re surrounded by your peers checking out what you’re saying.” The evaluations may look off the cuff, but appraisers do get a chance to prepare—and of course, only a small number of the most interesting appraisals make it into the show.

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Caring through the end

Nancy Littlefield is a fourth-generation nurse, so it’s not surprising that she describes caring for people as “my calling.” What may be surprising is that her work as an ICU nurse, helping the sick and their families to heal and recover, led her to palliative care, helping the dying and their families through life’s last stage. That will be her focus as the new CEO for Hospice of the Piedmont.

“As an ICU nurse, you get lots of patients facing eternity, and you wonder how to help them,” Littlefield says. Spending time with patients and their families, learning more about their lives and talking about their needs, she says, “I became impassioned about that kind of care.” 

Littlefield has amassed a broad range of experience in her over 30-year career. A New Jersey native, she earned her RN from Thomas Jefferson University in Philadelphia before moving to Virginia in 1987. She earned her bachelor’s in nursing from George Mason University, a master’s degree in health care administration from VCU, and a doctorate in nursing practice from Old Dominion University. Her career has covered the clinical and business aspects of health care, in both acute and long-term care. Most recently, she served as executive vice president and chief nursing officer for Riverside Health System, a network including five hospitals and nine long-term care facilities and hospice/palliative care services in southeastern Virginia.

While she clearly gets her vocation for nursing from her mother, Littlefield credits her father with sparking her career drive. “He was a huge influence,” she says. “He started as a draftsman, and ended up owning the company. One of his leadership lessons was ‘Act like you can handle more.’” That attitude led Littlefield to get a master’s in health administration rather than nursing—to learn more about the business side as well as the clinical aspects of health care.

Another of her father’s mantras was that problems are just an opportunity to find solutions, and Littlefield says that’s how she honed her business management skills—“through experience. Like going through the COVID pandemic—if that didn’t get you through how to handle [health care] problems!” 

During her time at Riverside, Littlefield and her husband were thinking ahead to the next stage; their son and his now-wife both attended UVA, and the Littlefields decide to settle in the Charlottesville area. In 2019, they bought a lot in Keswick and built a home there. With her growing focus on end-of-life and palliative care, Littlefield thought she might end up volunteering for Hospice of the Piedmont, and got to know Ron Cottrell, who was then leading the organization. When he retired this year, Littlefield says, she thought, “Wait—is this a good fit for me?” She decided yes, and so did the hospice board.

Hospice and palliative care are in increasing demand, not only as the population ages but as awareness grows of the importance of quality of life. Hospice of the Piedmont serves more than 1,700 patients a year, according to Communications Manager Jeremy Jones—some in its eight-bed Hospice House and its 10-bed acute care center, but the vast majority in their own homes or assisted-care facilities. As a nonprofit, Hospice of the Piedmont cares for families across a broad socioeconomic range.

One misconception is that going into hospice means giving up. Quite the opposite, Jones says: Palliative care or hospice often enables patients to stabilize their condition and live longer and more comfortably. But number of days isn’t the focus—the goal is “taking care of patients and their families before, during, and after end of life—to walk through that process with them.”

Modern medicine can do amazing things, but there is a time when treatment can do little more. “Hospice is there to seamlessly take over then that time comes,” says Littlefield. “It’s always the patient’s decision—when to have palliative care help with symptom management, so you can do what you want to do with the time that’s left.” 

“I’ve gotten so much from this work, the lessons these patients have taught me,” she says. “Those of us drawn to this work see working through the end of life as a privilege.”

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New kids in town

Charlottesville is known as a restaurant town, but it’s also a lively retail place that attracts new ventures. And with an eclectic population—traditional and trendy, students and tourists, third-generation and newbies—it’s not surprising the offerings are eclectic too. 

At Mac and Mae, owner Airea Garland combines wardrobe and home décor. “How we present ourselves should work with how we are at home,” she says. Photo: Tristan Williams

Airea Garland took the plunge with lifestyle store Mac and Mae, just off the Downtown Mall on Fifth Street. “This is my first solo retail venture,” says the newly minted entrepreneur, counting on her background working at major top-end retailers, and the financial skills of her partner/fiancé. COVID is what kicked off the idea—“It gave me a desire to reinvent my home,” Garland recalls, “and it made me think, ‘Am I really doing what I love?’” So she earned a degree in fashion design and visual merchandising (on full scholarship), while working full-time, and credits the Community Investment Collaborative for supporting her launch. She named her store after two family inspirations—her grandfather Papa Mac and her late mother Anna Mae (whose closet she admits raiding while she developed her own personal style.) 

Garland describes her store as “where home and wardrobe meet—how we present ourselves should work with how we are at home.” The space is quiet and airy (there’s a back balcony with French doors that lets in air and light, unusual in a retail space), with racks of clothing and accessories, tables with candles and aromatics, and shelves with pottery and home décor. Garland sees her clientele as largely young professionals, but also “anyone who wants to elevate their home and wardrobe—where everyone feels they can pick out [a style] for themselves.” Since opening in August, she’s still sourcing, but wants to maintain an emphasis on local suppliers, especially artisans. “And my neighbors on the block—Low Vintage and Thai Fresh—have been really welcoming.”

Then there’s The Beautiful Idea, which announced itself with a sign heralding the opening of Charlottesville’s first “anti-fascist bookstore, queer market, and radical community hub.” The new spot on the Downtown Mall near Fourth Street is all that—and hopes to be more. The owners are all trans and active in the LGBTQ community. Senlin Means and Ellie Picard having been running antifascist (“you could also say leftist or anarchist,” notes Means) bookstore F12 Infoshop in gallery and community space Visible Records since 2021; Dylan West and Joan Kovach, founders of Critter Butts, have been selling their “queer feral trash creature” T-shirts, cards, prints, and stickers at the Ix farmers’ market and other outlets. Means and Picard were looking to find a space for F12 Infoshop to enlarge, which meant enlisting a partner, and once they found Critter Butts, it all came together. “[The idea was] we would be an anchor store, and form something like a mall for queer leftist stuff,” says Means. Since the store opened in September, “It’s been wild—there’s been so much support,” says West.

But the “beautiful idea” is more than having a new retail space for their businesses and others, it’s also providing a gathering space for the LGBTQ community. From Critter Butts’ ongoing presence at the farmers’ market and other venues, West says, “we’ve accumulated all these people who felt they were alone—and now they have a place to come, hang out, and feel safe.” Means, who was actively involved in the antifascist resistance to the 2017 Unite the Right rally, says, “We have an antifascist approach—that’s my perspective—but we’re also here to teach and encourage people to explore.” And haven’t we all had days when we’d love to wear a T-shirt that says “Eat the Rich” or “Be Gay Do Crimes” or “Be Ungovernable”? (We’re going with the “Raccoon Bonfire.”)

A peek inside newly reimagined Rethreads, now known as Wilder. Photo: Tristan Williams

Another new entry is a long-time Charlottesville institution with a new identity—appropriate, since it’s a secondhand store that offer new lives for formerly owned stuff. Rethreads in McIntire Plaza is now Wilder, and its revamped look is thanks to new management by the owners of a group of secondhand stores in Richmond. Lyn Page, one of the new owners, says that when Rethreads approached them about purchasing, the group was especially impressed by the store’s community of sustainability/reuse businesses—Circa, Heyday, Scrappy Elephant, High Tor Exchange, and the Habitat Store just down the street—and by the Rethreads staff (“their sales associates now work for us, and are amazing!”).

Wilder’s refreshed décor—reorganized floor space, new paneling, refurbished changing rooms—is the beginning of a rebranding that will be consistent with the group’s adult-focused stores in Richmond (Clementine and Ashby). “Currently the store carries a curated mix of secondhand women’s and men’s clothing, plus new jewelry and accessories,” says Page. “That’s what we’re known for, and what we do best.” 

What’s ahead for Wilder? “We’re still in a testing phase, where we’re learning what shoppers want,” Page says. In the meantime, the store has stopped taking consignments—although it will honor all Rethreads store credits from former consigners. In the meantime, Wilder has been stocking merchandise from the groups’ Richmond sellers.

A full rebranding and possible re-launch is in the works, however, so keep your eye on this space—and on the Wilder web page.

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Helping hands in hospice 

It’s a conversation starter you might throw out with a group of friends hanging out at a winery, or after a large informal family supper: “What would you like to do before you die?” The answers are probably interesting, intriguing, even surprising. The discussion could inspire someone in the group to make those dreams happen.

But for Beth Eck, director of end-of-life doula services for Hospice of the Piedmont, the real question is: “Have you said what needs to be said?”

The term birth doula (a person trained to provide non-medical services, support, and advocacy for women through pregnancy and birth) is pretty well known, and their services are increasingly popular. But fewer people have heard of death (or end-of-life) doulas—those who are trained and prepared to provide non-medical services, support, and comfort through life’s last and most mysterious transition.

Eck became interested in questions of death and dying during a 25-year career as a sociology professor at James Madison University. Reading Atul Gawande’s Being Mortal: Medicine and What Matters in the End “changed my life,” she says. “I thought, ‘I need to be doing something [in this field].’” Having experienced the deaths of friends, she saw how modern medical care has become focused on beating death, what she calls “a cure model rather than a care model. We’ve taken life events and made them medical—but people still want their autonomy, their dignity.” 

Eck began volunteering for Hospice of the Piedmont, where colleagues asked if she had considered becoming a death doula. She went through training programs offered by the International End of Life Doula Association and by an organization called Going With Grace, and keeps up with the field through continuing education geared toward end-of-life care in a hospice/palliative care setting. 

In 2021, Hospice of the Piedmont hired Eck to launch its end-of-life doula program, which now has two dozen volunteers. Those who want to take on the role have to complete the 16 hours of HOP’s regular hospice volunteer training, and additional doula preparation designed by Eck. Over the training period, she develops a sense of the assets and style of each volunteer, pairs them with the right patients, and mentors their work.

I had the opportunity to sit down with four members of Eck’s team, and found that while all of them have worked as hospice volunteers, they each came to be doulas for their own unique reasons.

Aurora DeMarco, 60, a massage therapist, worked as a bereavement counselor. “I had lost my mother and several friends,” she recalls, “and I felt called to do this work. Grieving is a time when people want to talk, to have real conversations.”

Laura DeVault, 67, had been a pediatric nurse, then a stay-at-home mother, then a bookstore owner. (“I’ve spent my whole life preparing myself for my next stage,” she says.)  Having gone through the passing of parents and close friends, “I’m comfortable with those conversations. This work feels important … profound … intimate.” (She is also INELDA trained, and, in addition to volunteering with HOP, she supports individual clients for a fee.) 

Kate Adamson, 44, works as an on-call hospital chaplain. In that position, she says, “I’m called in for acute help;  I’m unlikely to see the patient again. I came to volunteer at hospice because I wanted a more ongoing relationship with the people I was serving.”

Jennifer McLaughlin, 40, a nursing assistant for more than 20 years, works mostly with geriatric patients, and is often present with patients as they die. “I wanted to get more training on how to help them with that transition,” she says. “Sometimes they need the extra comfort, supporting them, listening to them, not trying to give them answers. As a caregiver, you have to let go the desire to fix things.”

The other three nod in agreement. It’s a central tenet of their end-of-life training—to be, in DeMarco’s words, “someone with no agenda. That way, we can be with the patient in a way that’s not stressful for them.” DeVault says with emphasis, “It’s not my job to get the patient to accept their diagnosis. My role is to be with the client, as they are, in their process.”

McLaughlin agrees: “If they don’t accept that they are dying, you just help them get to a place of peace for them. I know when I see peace, when they have a strength that they didn’t have when I walked in.” 

One of her patients, DeMarco recalls, “kept thinking there was something she could do. She kept talking about her frustration [that she was dying].” As a death doula, DeMarco saw her role as sitting with the patient in that emotion, being someone, perhaps the only one, to whom the dying woman felt safe expressing those feelings.

“This is highly intuitive work,” says Eck when explaining the role of doula. “We are here to listen, to be present, to be still—witnessing, not giving advice. We’re saying [without words], ‘You don’t have to perform for me. I am here for who you are today.’” Often, she says, “we’re the only ones around them who are not afraid.”

She describes this attitude as “a constant practice,” and the volunteers agree. “I can’t do this work for more than an hour at a time,” says DeMarco. “You’re really zeroing in, and it’s hard not to talk about yourself!” The others laugh knowingly.

Each end-of-life doula is assigned one or two patients at a time, and will work with those individuals through their passing, whether that comes in weeks or months. Not all hospice patients have or ask for doulas. Sometimes, the hospice team (which includes a doctor, a nurse, a care assistant, a social worker, and occasionally a chaplain) will recommend a doula for added support for the patient, or for the family as well. Because the role isn’t subject to regulatory constraints, doulas have a greater degree of flexibility in deciding how long their sessions are or how often they meet with a patient or family.

A death doula will also provide respite care, a chance for a family member to take a break without leaving their loved one alone. Sometimes the patient has dementia or is unaware of their surroundings. “It’s harder with Alzheimer’s patients, who may have no idea I’m there, but whether they can feel my presence [or not], it’s more about the intention, that I’m there for them,” Adamson says. In these situations, “just being present is a baseline nourishing.”

Death doulas also see advocacy as part of their role. They will alert the hospice care team if they see the family needs help with end-of-life planning, financial issues, or grief counseling. “Sometimes I am advocating for the patient to herself,” Adamson says. “That’s one way the doulas can serve—[helping the patient] consider their legacy, how they want to say goodbye.” 

DeMarco, who has volunteered in hospice settings for more than a decade, says, “Even the patients have their hesitations. They may still want curative care. Or they may feel like people around them are thinking, ‘Hurry up and die already.’” 

These volunteers describe their work as important and fulfilling, but all agree it can be intense and draining. Self-care is critical. “When I’m off the clock, then I’m off the clock,” says McLaughlin. “I turn my phone off, and put myself in a place of peace.” 

“I just started taking Mondays off and setting some limits,” Adamson says. “I tell people I’ll answer emails Tuesdays and Thursdays. You really have to be intentional about taking care of yourself.” She recharges by going paddle boarding (out of reach of email or cell phone). DeVault goes for long walks in the woods, and says meditation—and humor—helps.

But the best self-care is understanding the death doula’s role: to support the individual’s own choices about how they want to navigate the end of their life. “It’s the patient’s work to do, it’s their death,” says Eck. Adamson describes this as “being connected without being attached. I’m completely there with them when I’m with them, but when I leave, I am not attached.”

As a self-described “introvert who hates small talk,” DeMarco says that being a doula is for her a way to be with people and have conversations that really matter—to them, and to her. She has a client whom she’s been serving for over a year, “and it’s going to be hard when she dies. But I think, ‘Aren’t I lucky, to have had this connection?’”

“It’s given me a perspective on what’s important,” says Adamson. “I have a curiosity [about the end-of-life transition], rather than being fearful.” For DeVault, being a witness to the process of dying “has made me want to have more important conversations. These are the big questions, the big mysteries.”  For DeMarco, it’s about “the missing of all these people whose lives and deaths I’ve been part of.”

Their teacher and mentor, Beth Eck, says that for her, being a death doula “is such a privilege, to be asked into their lives at the end.”

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Blank slate

How do you create a new house? Do you restore, renovate, update (or demolish) an existing structure? Does the lot determine where the house has to go (as in, not in the stream bed or the septic field)? Is there a street, a sewer hookup, a close neighbor, or a cell tower you have to take into account?

Or, like David and Julie Calhoun and BRW Architects, are you faced with an open pasture that says, “Go ahead, pick your spot?”

When the Calhouns moved to Charlottesville in the summer of 2020 (David’s a UVA grad who grew up in the Richmond area), they knew they wanted to build their own home. They chose BRW Architects—Bruce Wardell, BRW principal, is their realtor’s uncle—and rented while scouting the area (“Scottsville, Free Union, all over,” recalls Julie). 

They chose a piece of farmland off Broad Axe Road in Ivy. There were existing wire fences along the treelines bordering the lot, a road running down its short end—and an open field with 360-degree views. David, who loves rural living (he takes care of the land, the garden, and the chickens), wanted “great views and easy access to the outdoors.” Julie, a painter, wanted a simple, contemporary, easy-to-maintain house. And they both love to cook and entertain.

“Their program fit in the context of the pasture,” says project architect Isaac Miller. “We decided to go with the elements of a farmhouse at its simplest, its basic forms.” Their program helped site the house. Placing it deep into the lot (away from any noise from the nearby road) meant designing a winding gravel driveway that works with the rural setting and gives visitors an approach across the open pasture that silhouettes the house. Unusually, that approach highlights the building’s gable end and brings visitors in to the back door—inside, the house is oriented toward the nearby woods, providing both privacy and the immersion in the natural setting the Calhouns were seeking.

Photo: Glenn Suttenfield

As the Calhouns envisioned, the house, built by Alloy Workshop, is not large—about 2,500 square feet—but feels spacious because of its two-story central great room. Wardell calls the layout “two bays” running along the long axis—the living spaces on the south side, and the smaller functional spaces (bathrooms, HVAC closet, storage) along the north side. The two-story window walls on both sides of the great room, with the freestanding brick fireplace, create a cross axis that keeps the house from feeling strung out. An extra bonus: placing the living spaces along the long southern exposure gives the place a passive solar assist in the colder seasons.

The farmhouse elements are there—the upright rectangular shape; the steep-pitched standing seam metal roof; white siding (HardiePanel with batten strip—“easy to maintain,” says Miller); tall narrow casement windows on the second story; and the outbuilding (in this case, a two-car garage). But so are the contemporary touches. The entry is set off by a triangular flat roof and stained Douglas fir horizontal paneling that contrasts with the vertical white siding. The one-story shed-like wings at each end (housing the master bedroom and the kitchen/mudroom) are clad in rawhide-textured matte brown corrugated metal siding. And the stainless-steel chimney pipe from the floating fireplace ties in with the stainless-steel gutters on the soaring windows.

Photo: Glenn Suttenfield

The home’s interior is flooded with light, mixing white walls with warm touches of wood, fabric, and brick. For a summer like this past one, the upper-story south windows are shaded with an overhang roof—“carefully calibrated,” says Wardell—to help reduce heat build up and glare. While the Calhouns wanted a kitchen that would be part of the living/dining area, it’s also its own cozy area with a dropped wood-paneled ceiling, open shelves full of vintage mixing bowls (David is a collector), and a spacious central marble-topped prep table. “That’s our baby—we hunted all over for that table,” says Julie.

Facing the kitchen across the great room is Julie’s studio; its shelves of materials and paintings in all stages add a spot of color—or, if she needs privacy, there are sliding wooden barn doors to close off the space. Behind the studio is the owners’ bedroom suite, with its own patio overlooking the pasture and its still-surviving ash tree. (Miller points out that building this house didn’t require taking down a single tree.)

Photo: Glenn Suttenfield

There’s one touch that’s not contemporary or farmhouse, it’s just pure simplicity. When you live on the edge of the woods, a screened porch is a wonderful space for almost every season. The problem with a screened porch, as Wardell points out, is “any time you put a porch on a house, you block the connection to the outdoors—so we just slid the porch over.” Just outside the kitchen/mud room door is a free-standing room, fully screened on all four sides, taking in the garden and the woods. The room’s flat roof is angled up on the western side, to allow a fuller view into the trees and the sunset beyond. The Calhouns love their new home, and so do their visitors, says Julie—“this is the space they all wish they had.”  

Photo: Glenn Suttenfield

Interior design as treasure hunt

Eleanor Barton, a Richmond-based interior designer who has worked frequently with Wardell, turned out to be the perfect fit for the Calhouns. “Some people want to buy a [designer’s] style,” says Barton, “but I see my job as bringing out the client’s aesthetic”—and David and Julie had strong ideas about what they wanted in their home. 

When Barton first joined the team, she recalls, Julie was “frustrated—it was during COVID, and she was having trouble finding the things she wanted.” Barton found the right soapstone for the kitchen counters at Albemarle Stoneworks, and searched high and low for the studio’s sliding barn door. Julie scored an aqua-colored vintage sink that inspired the whimsical main floor powder room, with its antique mirror and pale green wallpaper patterned with golden palm leaves. “Julie can be very bold,” says Barton. “It’s fun to work with people with lots of different passions.”

Barton and Julie have become fast friends—and the search continues. “There’s still one wall where we want to find that perfect piece of art…”—CD

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Stepping up

The community of people who have served in our country’s military is a tight fellowship. So when University of Virginia grads Jim and Gina Mallon (Jim was in the Marines, Gina in the Air Force) got the call for a program called We Honor Veterans, they stepped up.

The call came from Robert Dewberry, whom Gina met while volunteering at Monticello. Dewberry left Monticello to take a staff position as volunteer manager at Hospice of the Piedmont, and knowing both Gina and Jim had served, he thought the couple would be a great addition to the hospice’s efforts to recognize the service of their patients. The We Honor Veterans program is a collaboration between the National Hospice and Palliative Care Organization (of which Hospice of the Piedmont is a member) and the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs, and is designed to help hospice volunteers support veterans and their caregivers. One aspect of the program is a pinning ceremony, during which the patient’s military service and contributions are reviewed and celebrated in an observance that includes their family and loved ones.

“Robert told me about the program and said, ‘We want you,’” recalls Gina, “and this sounded like a great way to give back.”

Jim had some experience with hospice—his sister passed away in hospice a few years ago, and her husband was a hospice volunteer. Both Gina and Jim went through the 16 hours of training for hospice volunteers, plus additional training with one of the current We Honor Veterans volunteers. And then, in true military style, Jim and Gina honed the process of organizing all the logistics needed to pull off the pinning ceremony seamlessly.

Dewberry puts the Mallons in touch with the patient’s hospice care team—the primary caregiver, the family, and their social worker—to determine if the patient is interested in We Honor Veterans. If they are, Jim (a history buff) will get more details about the individual’s service, research those assignments, and develop a presentation that covers the patient’s career and where it fits into our nation’s military history. “I want to flesh out what the family may know, and put the patient’s service into context,” he says. 

Sometimes only a few family members know much about the individual’s service—veterans are sometimes reluctant to talk about their experiences. And many of the veterans in hospice are from an era when they were drafted to serve, something their grandchildren may know nothing about in these days of the all-volunteer Army. With one patient, Jim’s research revealed the vet had been stationed in Germany the day the Berlin Wall went up; during the ceremony, one attendee—the vet’s granddaughter’s husband—realized he had been serving in Germany the day the wall came down.  

For the pinning ceremony, Gina handles the logistics and the presentation of the “packet.” Each veteran receives a framed certificate with the emblem of their branch of the service and an emblem of the We Honor Veterans program; a flag and a flag pin; a letter from Rep. Rob Bell, whose father served in the U.S. Navy; a coin representing their individual branch of service; and a card with their hospice care team’s names.

Gina and Jim see the pinning ceremony as a joyous time, a review of that individual’s life and contributions, an occasion their family can share. Gina explains, “This is a pat on the back, a ceremony they may not have gotten when they left the service.”

Hospice of the Piedmont has a total of 10 volunteers doing pinning ceremonies—Jim and Gina have conducted eight over the last 18 months. In some cases, the patients may be too sick to participate actively, but Jim remembers one Army veteran, a career Ranger, who didn’t seem lucid during the ceremony until Jim ended with a rousing “Hooah!” and the vet responded “Hooah!” right back. 

Many of the families make the pinning ceremony a positive event, Gina says, knowing it may be the last time they are all together. She recalls one family who took photos they had of their loved one’s service and posted them on a table surrounding a cake decorated like the American flag. At one ceremony, held at the patient’s home way out in the country, Gina says 30 cars were parked outside and a huge buffet was spread out for family and friends from Richmond, northern Virginia, and North Carolina.

“These ceremonies are celebratory, and cathartic, and a positive family gathering,” Jim says. “And the people attending all seem grateful, and humbled by their loved one’s service.”

Having served as a nurse in both military and civilian settings, Gina says, “I have great respect for hospice, [which] offer[s] people a way to die more comfortably, with dignity. It’s an honor to serve these people.”

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Keeping us covered

A recent study by the Chesapeake Bay Program found that in the four years from 2013-14 to 2017-18, the bay’s watershed lost over 25,000 acres of tree canopy, while the amount of impervious surface (like buildings, roads, driveways, and parking lots) increased by over 50,000 acres. That’s disturbing news for folks living there—meaning us.

Charlottesville and its surrounding counties are part of the Chesapeake Bay’s vast watershed, and tree coverage plays a huge role in protecting our streams and rivers that feed into it. Trees absorb air pollution; they help control erosion and stormwater runoff, keeping silt and pollutants out of the streams; and they keep things cool and sequester carbon dioxide, thereby countering climate change. According to i-Tree, an online assessment tool, in 2018 Charlottesville’s trees provided $1.6 million in environmental benefits annually. For Albemarle County, that figure was over $76 million.

Our area is fortunate because we have great tree coverage to begin with: 42.5 percent of the city and almost 69 percent of the county, according to fact sheets developed from the CBP study. But we too are losing tree-canopy acreage—not a huge amount yet, but a heads up. “Even that single large tree makes a difference,” says Ann Jurczyk, chair of CBP’s Land Use and Conservation Subcommittee and Virginia director of outreach and advocacy for the Chesapeake Bay Foundation. “Fully mature trees—we just can’t replace them fast enough.”

In Charlottesville, Steve Gaines, urban forester with the Charlottesville Parks & Recreation Department, oversees trees on all city-owned property, including parks, schools, and rights of way—about 10 percent of the city. While the city has data on the percentage of tree coverage by neighborhood (thanks to a study commissioned by the Charlottesville Tree Commission, a City Council-appointed advisory body), having information on the quality of coverage is also crucial to guiding replanting and habitat restoration efforts (Gaines notes the city has applied for federal funding to do just that). 

This year, the city’s invasive control efforts have been focused on parks—Azalea, Forest Hills, Jordan, and Washington, site of the recently publicized “goat buffet.” (Fry’s Spring is also slated for the goat treatment.) In addition, the city spends $100,000 annually on tree planting, last year concentrating on school grounds. The key thing with replanting, Gaines says, is “getting the right trees on the right site.”

The Charlottesville Tree Commission reviews and makes recommendations on city projects and ordinances that affect tree coverage, says the commission’s Jeffery Aten, a local landscape architect. The commission is also part of a public-private effort called ReLeaf Cville that runs both educational and hands-on programs. With a $46,125 grant from the Virginia Department of Forestry, ReLeaf will plant 126 trees in the Rose Hill neighborhood this fall.

Albemarle County has to manage a wider range of land uses—a mix of urban/suburban landscape with more rural areas. “Maintaining tree canopy is a priority across several departments, including Community Development, Facilities & Environmental Services, and Parks & Recreation, focusing on landscape standards for development, partnerships for tree planting, and invasive species management on county land,” says Abbey Stumpf, the county’s manager of communications & public engagement. Current policies and possible new initiatives will be considered as part of the “AC44” Comprehensive Plan development process—residents can submit their comments on draft goals and objectives for environmental stewardship, parks and recreation, and historic, scenic, and cultural resources through the AC44 website.

In both the city and county, nonprofits like Blue Ridge PRISM, the Rivanna Master Naturalists, and the Charlottesville Area Tree Stewards work with government agencies and run their own programs on public education and habitat restoration. The Tree Stewards have planted trees at schools, parks (including Darden Towe, McIntire, Greenleaf, and Pen), and greenways, and its volunteers help care for the trees after planting, a key to long-term success. The Tree Stewards recently completed urban planting projects in the Belmont and 10th and Page neighborhoods. “We go to the places where they need trees,” says former forester and Tree Stewards member Barbara White. And, through the organization’s free classes, tree walks, and volunteer workdays, “we try to take care of the trees we do have.”

Of course, the elephant in this room is development, a pressing and contentious issue in both the city and county. In Charlottesville, where most of the canopy loss occurs on private land, “the only way we can influence this is through the ordinances and the code,” says Gaines. Public hearings are now underway for ordinance revisions that will help support forest preservation, including making the city’s Best Management Practices for Tree Preservation required. Albemarle County code has an “environmental standards bonus, which allows developers that maintain a larger percentage of wooded area a 5 or 10 percent increase in housing density. 

An encouraging new initiative, Resilient Together, is an 18-month collaborative planning process among Charlottesville, Albemarle County, and the University of Virginia (a significant landowner in both jurisdictions). The goal is to work together on climate resilience planning, which will include urban heat reduction, stormwater mitigation, and wildfire management—each benefiting from a healthy tree canopy. As it gears up, the Resilient Together initiative is actively encouraging public input and participation.

In the meantime, CBP will use data collected in 2022-23 to release an updated Chesapeake Bay watershed study next year.

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The full Monticello

Monticello’s “Behind the Scenes” tour offers a fuller picture of life at Jefferson’s iconic home. See the first floor (TJ’s rooms and the public spaces), then take the narrow spiral staircase up to the rooms used by daughter Martha Randolph and her family, guests, and enslaved workers. A highlight is the light-filled circular Dome Room with the children’s “fairy palace.”

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Afton Mountain’s grand lady

The recent passing of James F. “Phil” Dulaney, the third generation of a family important in the Charlottesville area’s post-World War II growth, has spurred speculation about the future of several properties. Some of the family’s holdings, like the Charlottesville Oil site on Ivy Road and the derelict Afton Inn and Howard Johnson’s at Rockfish Gap, have been considered “blighted” for years. But one of the largest—the Swannanoa estate atop Afton Mountain—has always been a place of romance and fascination.

No one knows this better than Sandi Dulaney, Phil’s widow, who has been running Swannanoa since 2015. Dulaney, one of the few people who can say they have lived at Swannanoa, refers to the house as “she”—perhaps from the spirit of Sallie Dooley, for whom it was built, and whose portrait is featured in the 10-foot-tall stained glass Tiffany window that presides over the foyer’s grand staircase.

In 1912, Richmond businessman, millionaire, and philanthropist James H. Dooley built Swannanoa as a summer home for himself and his wife Sarah “Sallie” May. (He also had Maymont, their Richmond mansion which is now a museum and public park, built for her.) Their “summer retreat” is Italian Renaissance Revival in style, clad in marble from Georgia and lavishly decorated inside with Italian marble, ornate plasterwork, pastel frescoes, and inlaid wood. At about 23,000 square feet, the house is twice the size of Monticello. 

For its time, Swannanoa featured all the modern conveniences—indoor plumbing, central heating, electricity (supplied by its own power plant, since it was the first house in Nelson County to have electricity). With an elevator, a dumbwaiter, parquet floors, extensive gardens, two corner towers with spectacular views over both sides of the Blue Ridge, the mansion exemplifies a grander age, a time when (paraphrasing F. Scott Fitzgerald) the very rich were different from you and me.

After the Dooleys died in the 1920s, the house passed to his sisters. A Richmond real estate consortium’s attempt to develop the estate unfortunately coincided with the 1929 stock market crash. When development plans fell apart, the mansion sat empty for 12 years until Skyline Swannanoa, a group of investors led by A. T. Dulaney, bought it in 1944. (The U.S. Navy considered buying and renovating Swannanoa as a secret wartime interrogation center, but decided Congress would hesitate to purchase a marble mansion for that purpose.) In 1948, the property was leased for 50 years to artist and mystic Walter Russell, whose University of Science and Philosophy, constructed around his personal cosmology, was headquartered there until 1998. 

Time has taken its toll. The trees around Swannanoa have grown up, blocking much of the famed views. After the Russells’ lease expired, Phil Dulaney spent $3 million to replace the terracotta tile roof, clean and repoint significant areas of the marble façade, do extensive work on the interior, and replace the antiquated gutter system. But such a lavish house requires a lavish maintenance budget, and years of vandalism, curious intruders, and paranormal fans breaking in to search for “spirits” have done as much damage as time.

Dreams, however, die hard. Sandi Dulaney says her husband always wanted to open a bed-and-breakfast, but while the house’s lovely main floor is in decent shape, the upstairs rooms need extensive work. Seeking grant money or donating the property to a preservation organization, Dulaney says, would mean “losing control. The family wants to keep this place. I’m a steward here.” 

Her plans are to allow access to Swannanoa in ways that enable the public to enjoy its beauty while still protecting the property. Currently, public guided tours are offered the second Sunday and fourth Saturday of every month (reservations required). Private tours can also be arranged, and the site is popular for photo shoots and micro weddings.

The house and gardens can also be rented for private events. A recent fundraiser for the Shelter for Help in Emergency, sponsored by Autumn Trails Veterinary Center, recalled the house’s early days by having “The Howling ‘20s” as its theme; Dulaney’s toy poodle mix Lady Grace served as greeter. Dulaney and Adrianne Boyer, Swannanoa’s marketing and events director, have also developed a regular program of events, from Zen@Swannanoa Mindfulness Workshops to the Halloween Spooktacular, Christmas with Santa for children (and dogs), and an Easter Eggs-travaganza. “We’re trying to introduce this place to a new generation,” says Boyer.

Interest in Swannanoa has grown in the last few years as the house has become more accessible, Boyer says. “Our staff is growing, we have more volunteers helping out—it’s really a labor of love.” The current plan is to have tours and events generate income to cover maintenance, taxes, and salaries while possibilities for implementing the much-needed complete overhaul (several years and $50-60 million, according to Boyer) are considered.

“I tell people that she’s 111 years old, and isn’t going to get any younger,” says Boyer.