POTUS!

So there we were, walking up NY Ave., after a visit to the hardware store, minding our own business, when we notice that the place begins crawling with police vehicles and black SUVs, and all the side streets, including I-395, are blocked off, and, quicker than you'd think, NY Ave. is utterly clear as far as the eye can see see, either way, except for the slowly approaching motorcade.

I was this close to LBJ (riding in an open convertible) in 1964, on Biscayne Blvd.,
and actually shook hands and spoke with George H. W. Bush (the Good Bush) in
1992; I was glad for this close encounter with Obama, one of that handful of US
presidents I very much admire

Sic transit, Gloria

We learned later that the POTUS and FLOTUS were going to the veterans' home
in north DC to serve Thanksgiving dinner to the residents there

National Gallery Of Art, 2016

Another day we walked to the National Gallery of Art, visiting a bunch of old friends and making a few new ones.

In the East Building, an exhibit of 20th century art from a
major historic gallery

Aerial view of the spiral jetty

In the tunnel 

We never miss a Penelope, this one by Gari
Melchers

Also never miss books

One of Edward Hick's many Peaceable Kingdoms

Never miss a Turner

Ditto

Nor a Watteau

Nor a Fragonard, reading

Or swinging

Or a Morrissey, reading

Or especially a Van Eyck, reading; we always
wonder what the Queen of Heaven/Mother of
God (to be) was reading; was she into
whodunnits? romances?

Or even a weird Botticelli painting of Giuliano
Medici, a rival for the affections of Simonetta

National Arboretum

One day we walked up New York Avenue to the US Arboretum. Mid-November is perhaps not the best time for looking at trees in the East, so we focused on the bonsai and rock collections, which were by themselves fairly stupendous. Also the Capitol Columns, the Arboretum's folly, as it were.

Capital Scenes, November, 2016

Dejected. Disappointed. Demoralized. Desolated. That's pretty much how we felt after November 8; and still feel. On November 14th we traveled to Washington, DC, to stay in Rachel and Will's house, pet-sitting, while they were with the Sehestedts for a Thanksgiving holiday in Maui. We were on foot nearly everywhere we went in DC--mostly NoMA and Truxton Circle, Capitol Hill, Dupont Circle, downtown--and every now and then took some pix...

Not a happy place...

Wandering into a Bernie rally; an alternative
reality...

Apparently did not get the memo about Trump

May they be just as inactive the next two years as the past two
(or six, actually)

"Move on...close up" said the dust-covered man on the
dust-covered horse as his troops approached Vicksburg; seems
like good advice again

Innovative use of containers

Flying buttress

Religious humor downtown

Covering over I-395 at NY Avenue will yield 3 whole new
blocks for the developers

Speaking of whom...the long-dead door-knob factory near
Rachel's is undergoing gentrification; historic door-knobs

The Old Post Office on Pennsylvania Ave., formerly home
to the National Endowment for the Humanities and the
National Endowment for the Arts, where I spent many hours
over the years past

Sic transit, Gloria

Outside the Newseum...with Trump's ongoing
war on the media, and truth, one fears for
these values..