Something about the weather yesterday just felt right. It was misty, mid-50s, and overcast, and I was loving it. Rather than catch a cab back to the office from a meeting on Pennsylvania Ave, I decided to walk the eight blocks or so.
I stopped in front of the South Lawn and asked a tourist to take a picture of me. Living here . . it really doesn't ever get old.
*The one negative about the weather? Just look at the hair.