One of the things I am most nostalgic for when we are living away from home is when the cherry blossoms unfold into one of the most spectacular floral displays I've ever seen. I never get tired of them. When I was single I used to go for a morning run under them. (These days ... not so much of that!). So last night we tucked the hoodlums in bed in their clothes and woke them up before dawn this morning so we could get down to the Tidal Basin for sunrise and breakfast under the cherry blossoms. There were a ton of tourists and a phalanx of photographers but it is still some kind of a peaceful party going on amidst the pink petals.
I have no idea what this is but there is one on the wall under every overpass ... hmmmm.
We arrived just in time ...
As the sun rose it illuminated the trees across the basin.
The Fam. Troopers all indulging their Mama.
This cracked me up - Look! It's a flower!
The canopy over our heads.
Somebody (I'm not mentioning names) ... fell in the water.
He wasn't too unhappy about it.
