I did get to the Tidal Basin in Washington late today to see the cherry blossoms.
They seemed to be only about 40% of what they should have been. Three nights in the mid twenties last week after the snow, and one cold night this week did severe damage after early blooming starting in late February.
Occasionally, especially near the water where it was warmer, one tree would be fully bloomed.
In the mean time, the GOP was pulling the American Health Care Act from the vote. But along the Basin, nobody cared.
I showed up for the day-pass line at about 9:10 AM. The line was combined with the other line, and slowly started moving at 9:35. I finally got my pass at about 11:20, over two hours after I arrived.
Two hours of my time are worth money. I would rather pay a fair price for a ticket (maybe $10) at a specific time by credit card or Paypal and not have a hassle. The Monday noon ticket giveway times out before most users can get ticket.
Before I got in at 1 PM, I encountered Chris the Mockingbird.
Later I encountered him in the garden and he seemed to recognize me. Mockingbirds are musicians. But the males do not have plumage color that gives them the obvious external trappings of manhood. They seem to have made some sort of sacrifice.
In the museum. there were five rooms with the last one temporarily closed. You go into the room and have 20-30 seconds. The effect is to see many copies of yourself as in the movie “Interstellar”, where in the end people are saved by creating their own little tesseracts.
You’re not supposed to use flash, and I apologize for one shot; I thought I had turned it off on my Canon Power Shot but it went off.
There was also artwork simulating life on other planets.
Today, after service at the Trinity Presbyterian Church in Arlington VA, I stopped to take a recording of some bird sounds in the “mountain” of “Chapel Hill” behind the church, which protects the area from damage from the strongest winds in storms.
Say, “Arlington VA, where woodpeckers peck”, a rewrite of the narrative line “Lumberton NC, where woodpeckers peck” in David Lynch’s 1986 masterpiece “Blue Velvet”.
Maybe this is like a nature sound in a Mahler symphony.
(Posted: Sunday, February 26, 2017 at 1:45 PM EST)
I did a little field trip today to the Bull Run Mountains behind Haymarket, VA, just north of Va-55 and I-66. There is a road, Antioch, which connects to Hopewell Road and goes through the mountain pass (at about 1000 feet) and goes down to The Plains, VA.
I think I was here in the fall of 1962 (while a patient with NIH) with high school (Science Honor Society) old friends.
I found a horse attraction, then a county park with a lake, and then went up the mountain.
Three videos follow. I talk a little about the last story in my DADT-III book, “The Ocelot the Way He Is”, as this is the area that “Bill” drives through to meet “Nolan” and then go to the fictitious ashram or intentional community, after which stuff happens. (See June 25, 2014 for treatment of “Two Road Trips”.) I also talk about some legal issues that could potentially occur with hosting asylum seekers.
(Posted: Thursday, January 12, 2017 at 8:30 PM EST)
I found some ducks quite willing to be photographed up close. These are wild animals that seem to be OK with people.
Later I found an exhibit in Occoquan Park on the Women’s Suffrage movement in the U.S. starting in Woodrow Wilson’s administration. Women were put into detention and work camps that looked like military bases.
(Posted: Friday, November 11, 2016 at 9:45 AM EDT)
12 An art shop that reminds me of the Third Dominion in Clive Barker’s book “Imajica”.
13: A preview of my screenplay “Do Ask, Do Tell: Ephiphany”. This would fit into the 1776 Training Center (Sector 2 of 5 in the space station ashram — and by the way, I need to review if for how the memories of how the protagonist “me” got there progress — rather like waking up from general anesthesia.
14: There is a glassblowing shop and training station in Sector 2 in my screenplay