Sunday in the City
With all the figurative storm clouds swirling around Washington, DC, it was almost a shock to see the city so bright and lovely. It’s impossible not to appreciate the grandeur of our nation’s capitol building.
Of course, to snap these pictures, I had to break all kinds of traffic rules. Park. Hop out. Run snap the picture. Try to act casual, like I wasn’t trying to blow something up.
Everyone smiled and was patient. Well, almost everyone. Some jerk in a minipod suggested I put my camera away in what I’m sure would be an uncomfortable spot. I told him to kiss my Cadillac.
Special thanks to Simone Rathle, who you won’t spot in these photos–she’s very deft at hiding out of sight. She’s also quite adept at sweet-talking capital po-po with her beguiling New Orleans drawl.
Also stopped here in Maryland for the weekend to visit my sister and brother-in-law and their precious daughter. As I rolled up their street, my niece was blowing bubbles at the Brougham from the front yard.
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Now you know you’re riding on a troublesome air suspension when the first thing you think when you see a little tot blowing bubbles is, Hey, maybe I can borrow some of that bubble water to leak-test my air bladders.
Pitiful. Anyway, I’ve had a very relaxing weekend with Celeste and Daniel. There’s nothing like family!