Friday, March 13, 2009

from DC

I like to say that my oldest daughter lives down south. I have a mother in California and family scattered between Poland and Sweden and of course, my littlest girl in Boston, but no one who lives in a climate that I would call warm (by my standards). So when I say to myself – I’m heading south – I get a small thrill at the thought that I may have a few days of less brutal weather.

Of course, it’s iffy here in March. There was a lion quality to the air as we landed.


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(No, I do not fly American, but don’t you think it’s fitting to post a photo of the Capitol and an airline that exudes the spirit of the place? Northwest, my airline of choice, would do better in a post on Seattle.)

Still, walking from the metro to my daughter's apartment, I felt vindicated. The cool weather is a mere accident. I’m south.


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