Six days in the D.C. area. I cannot wander city streets without taking photos. And I cannot take photos without succumbing to the, um, Urge To Merge. So without apologies….
The Big Mo at Freedom Park.
Serenity vs Chaos.
Words fail me.
I’m a sucker for murals.
No, really. I love ‘em.
Don’t make me repeat myself.
Alatri Bros. My favorite Bethesda pizza joint. That is all.
Life is a bicycle. But alcohol is good too.
Mass transit vs micro mobility.
Artist Suzanne Brennan Firstenberg photographs the eyes of addicts.
And created an American flag made up of the names of people who have died from Covid.
Reflecting on reflections…
…on reflections…
…on reflections.
This is collaborative urbanism in action. In this one small building you can learn to ride a skateboard, see a play, rent event space, eat a burger and get a tattoo. Also, they accept pet food donations.
There is no escape.
The eagle flies on Friday. On Saturday I‘m out to play.
Life, the universe, two big heads and a sculler.
Do you see what I see?
Fala goes down under.
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