Waiting in line to see the new retrospective of Impressionism at the National Gallery of Art on Saturday. First sunny day in a week. Looked up, and there was this.
Parking Garage dislocation and relocation
Music Store Mouse
A Palm of Chardonnay
These are chardonnay grapes. I asked the vineyard manager if he could be kind enough to put some in his hand, and this is how many he was willing to spare. (Understandably: Anything wasted doesn’t go in the bottle.) He let me taste one. I’ve heard wine grapes don’t taste good when eaten by themselves, but this was delicious. The skin was a little thick, though, compared to supermarket grapes, and I had to spit it out. But the juice? Yum.
From the Archives: No Mood to Party
This is from 10 years ago today. We were in Boston for the 70th birthday of Amy’s dad. Like many New England houses, this one lacked AC. So our lovable lab, Grizzly, took to cooling himself on the stone floor of the breezeway.
Nursery Wall, Purcellville
With apologies to William Carlos Williams:
so much depends
upon
a red wagon
glazed with rain water
beside the cyan
windows
Madison Street, Middleburg
The Banjo Lesson
The Conversation
New York Art School, Vienna, VA
Big Top, Museum of the U.S. Army
Taste of NOVA, National Museum of the U.S. Army
Forest Floor, Glade Woods
Shot towards the end of a 3-mile run. We’re now into the third or fourth act of spring. The daffodils have come and gone. The cherry blossoms have come and gone. Now the forest floor is blooming, transforming an otherwise scene into something worth stopping for.
From the Archive
Twelve years ago, Walpole, Massachusetts
Reston Parkway bridge over the W&OD trail
Redbud, Reston Parkway
Spring offers little surprises everywhere. I’ve stopped on this bridge hundred of times for a red light, but never noticed that the tree underneath is so beautiful.
Friday, 5:55 p.m.
Sunset, Front Yard
Fox Mill, Virginia, 11:11 a.m.
Blooms on Subaru
Waiting for the Bread
Amy’s job has her reading a lot of restaurant reviews, and she was eager to try new place out: The Maple Room in Vienna, VA. Service was slow, so I whipped out my 11-year-old Fuji X100T and made some snaps. Here, Caroline waits for the bread to arrive.
First fallen flowers
Since spring arrived early, blossoms are falling before they would normally even appear. These azalea flowers have just fallen, so they are still bright and saturated in the mulch.