trumpet guy July 30th, 2010

Is it just me, or can you can almost hear the sounds of jazz coming from this silhouette near 14th and U St?

Is it just me, or can you can almost hear the sounds of jazz coming from this silhouette near 14th and U St?

The Folklife Festival wrapped up just two days ago. We happened to catch part of this Hare Krishna display close to where we were staking out a spot on the grass to watch the fireworks on the 4th. There was dancing and henna, as well as some creepy puppets displaying information about the food we eat. It was a bit odd to see this little pocket of celebration in the midst of the many families and tourists wearing their best red, white, and blue and enjoying traditional picnic food. But ain’t that America! …an interesting juxtaposition in the dusty field that is the National Mall.
June 21st! Not only the official first day of summer, but it’s also Go Skateboarding Day. Matt snapped these photos yesterday at Palace 5ive. Here’s the rest of the set…
These shots are a few days late, but it was a busy weekend and the photo machine has been down at CVS… Soooo, here they are, better late than never — shots from the World Cup soccer watching party in Dupont Circle. There was plenty of USA love to go around and enough flag-themed t-shirts to put Zach Vogel’s closet to shame. That being said, there was plenty of good people watching to be done and photos to be taken. Where did you watch the games?

Well finally, this guy has got somewhere to go. A path to follow! Isn’t that all we want in life sometimes? I just hope he chooses to fork left, because it looks like he just might meet someone. If he heads right though, a dense forest ahead.

On Saturday morning, Erin and I joined about 1,000 other people in a massive, free yoga session at the base of the Washington Monument on the National Mall. It was sponsored in conjunction with the National Cherry Blossom Festival, which is now in full swing, and Lululemon Athletica . Matt came along too in order to grab some photos, though eventually I will talk him into trying some yoga with me. On our walk over there, it was still a gray, overcast morning and I was a little grumpy about the lack of sun. But, as the instructor proclaimed about halfway through the session, “we brought the sun out!” And so we had, and suddenly it was a gorgeous day.
A combination of images from sunset and midnight on 2/19 and sunrise and noon on 2/20, compiled into 24 hours of glorious Adams Morgan. View it large and see if you can find the piece of discarded Jumbo Slice Pizza. (hint: it’s on the right-hand side of the image).

Count us in as part of the 2,000 or so people who took part in the Dupont Circle snowball fight this past Saturday. It was quite the free-for-all for the most part, interspersed with moments of strategy when one side would organize a simultaneous launch. For my part, I threw a few snowballs into the middle of the melee, but quickly found the greater enjoyment in launching them into the trees around the periphery, causing a large plume of snow to fall out of the tree branches and onto the unsuspecting victims below. muhahahaha!!

Someone found (what they thought was) a secluded spot for a rest, and perhaps lunch?, on H St NE.
Piles of donations turned up over the weekend at the Haitian Embassy on Massachusetts Avenue in DC. Matt rode his bicycle over there to drop off the toiletries and clothing we were able to round up from our apartment. (I don’t believe they are still accepting donations into the week other than money).