You can recognize avarice in any community, and the carps at the US National Arboretum are no different. It is no accident that the one fish with its mouth wide open and ready to eat is also the largest one in the pond.
I don’t often leave online reviews and when I do it’s usually to commend. Not this time.
I might have cooled off by the time I got back home, but then I noticed that the worst auto repair shop in DC has left me a surprise.
The same pond as yesterday, with more light but alas without the heron.
Zoom in to the center of this dreamy Brookside Gardens landscape and you will see… another blue heron, holding on to an indecently large goldfish.
Behold, the Maryland state flag — one of the best in the Union — and state flower on top of the Maryland state desert, the Smith Island (birthday) cake. Best of all, this was a birthday we celebrated while on Smith Island.
A small drop on a large leaf, as seen at the family favorite, Kenilworth Park and Aquatic Gardens.
What war on Christmas? The magic was alive and well in DC last year.
Our first time at a Michelin star restaurant was in Tail-Up Goat a few blocks down from our first DC apartment in Adams Morgan. It was one of those places where you needed a flashlight to see your food, and the crispy salt cod was more salt than crispy. We have avoided Michelin stars ever since.
The previously mentioned Axios Local newsletters continues to be a delight to read every morning. To take a quote from today’s edition, discussing the absolute horror of someone cheating at bar trivia:
In a town filled with people trying to relive their Model UN glory days, trivia isn’t just some silly bar game — it’s the D.C. equivalent of flexing shirtless on Muscle Beach.
While this isn’t what most of DC is actually like, there are many people living here who would like it to be this way and that also tells you something.
We finally got tho see The Great Zucchini of The Peekaboo Paradox fame (first mentioned here) in action. He was indeed as marvelous as they say. If toddlers were automatons he’d be the Master Engineer, knowing exactly what button to push to get the desired reaction — be it wonder, awe or delight.