Monumental Framing: The inspiring Jefferson Memorial.
Grandmother Willow? Looking spry at 98!
Tidal Basin Tourists: Different kind of snowstorm.
Mr. Jefferson & Friends: 'Nuff said!
DC's Finest: Guarding the motorcade route.
As you can see, I've got 6 words for each of my 6 snaps this a.m. Suffice it to say that when the Cherry Blossoms coincide with Easter Weekend, all hell breaks loose. I've never seen so many folks in such a confined space. The blossoms reign supreme this time of year in DC.
Toward the end of my Tidal Basin stroll, we experienced~en masse~a peculiar DC phenom. Suddenly, the wall-to-wall traffic on 15th Street vanished, as black Secret Service SUVs swung into place. The gallant gentleman, above, turned his mighty steed toward a blaring hubbub that emanated from the direction of the freeway. A police helicopter flew in circles over our heads.
I'm proud to say I'm an American every time this happens (and in DC, it happens quite a bit). As the crowd pushed curbside, dozens of motorcycle cops, 2 ambulances & a press van zoomed past us, followed by 2 armored limos & another dozen or so SUVs.
President Obama was headed home. And guess what? The assembled masses gave him a standing ovation.