Ah America at its finest. Never having been to our nation's capital, I couldn't wait to see the crystal clear waters, maintained by our hard-earned taxes that Forest and Jenny waded through to meet after all those years of separation.
Alas. Beseech your twinkling, patriotic eyes on, yes, that's right...an empty pile o' dirt.
Never thee matter. Lincoln seemed content in his chair with his words all around him and the open field of the Washington Monument really is dreamy enough to hold its own without any monument behind it, or reflective waters in its wake.
What a lovely spot, so expansive and green. It made me want to dance.
D.C., what an intro. I heart you.
