I explored the Kenilworth Aquatic Gardens a few weeks ago to see some giant lotus flowers in real life. Sometimes I forget how important it is to put down the to do list, go out, and explore somewhere new. Trying to keep that in mind as we start moving toward the busiest part of the year.
Snapped this dope picture of some nighttime azaleas the other evening. All of Takoma Park is lit up in the mystique of Azalea City making it seem like wild gardens have sprung to life overnight.
Azaleas grow everywhere in TKPK - huge bushes in yards, wispy forgotten about shrubs along trails, in the woods, in public parks - literally everywhere. It's kind of magical this time of year.
So I didn't think DC could get better in the Spring than during cherry blossom season, but then it became Kanzan cherry season. These big puffy trees look like they've just spilled out of the pages of a Dr Seuss book and have been brightening my life for the past week.
In this crazy world we are currently inhabiting, it's insane to remember that it is still only February. Photos from Rosie and my walks would try to convince us otherwise.
The unseasonal warmth has sent the early spring flowers into bloom already, and I'm hearing rumors that DC's cherry blossoms are already starting to show.
As Rosie and I walked through the wooded trails surrounding our neighborhood yesterday, I wondered how I felt about it. I love traditional winter hibernation, and this spring warmth, though more than welcome come March and April, is freaking me out a little here in February. I don't feel that overt joy that comes with the much needed release from Winter's Wrath, because it's so ghastly inappropriate here in February.
But then I took a deep breath, put on a smile and thought Que Sera, Sera. Whatever will be will be. At least we have this beautiful day.