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The tomatoes throwing a party in July for their rambunctious friends. Sisyphus had it easy. All he had to do was push a boulder up a hill, over and over and over again. I empathize with Sisyphus, although for me it’s not a boulder I’m doomed to fight, but a mudslide of misplaced horticultural […] Drummer Reggie Brisbane performs with the Claude Jones band on Earth Day 1971 in Washington, D.C.. (Photo by Phil Geyelin) So another Earth Day is upon us. Earth Day is a sacred concept to me. I was, and still remain, a flower child, albeit a grey-haired one these days. However, almost fifty years ago, […] Sign of the times. Now that I’m closer to being 70 than I am to the ‘70s, I find my enthusiasm for the hectic skirmish of modern life is tempered by the cold shower of perspective. In January, as I joined thousands of women thronging the streets outside the Capitol rallying for justice and […] Visitors fall under the spell of Janet Echelman’s “1.8.” Sometimes one look is not enough. I returned to the Renwick this week to see if the crowds had diminished at “Wonder,” the first show since the museum’s reopening last fall following a two-year renovation. The first time I tried to see the show the […] Time is running out for the Nats. It began so innocently. I was working on a book in which softball figured prominently in the plot. As far as I knew, there weren’t many rules. I had no experience with the game, aside from a very brief attempt at playing on the girls team in […] Paddlers revel in the Potomac. Not with a bang but with a sizzle. We haven’t set any records for heat this summer. Other parts of our fair nation have endured far more scorching than the D.C. area. But when it comes to the humiture, our sticky city claims the sweaty trophy. Resistance is futile. […] In the heart of the city a secret beach bubbles with fun. Finally, on the brink of Labor Day, summer’s traditional finale, I made it to The BEACH. Here’s what it didn’t have: sand, saltwater, the scent of sun screen. Nonetheless, if you closed your eyes and listened only to the happy shrieks of […] Unforgettable fragrance emanates from the nearly invisible flowers of the American linden tree. Breathe deep. If you are lucky enough to be walking almost anywhere along Massachusetts Avenue in the District this month, you can’t fail to notice the fragrance. You might walk right past the blooms without seeing them, however. The modest tiny […] The Lyndon Baines Johnson Memorial Grove is a far cry from the Washington Monument. Monuments and memorial statues occupy a lot of real estate in Washington, D.C.. The more popular historical figures naturally claim pride of place along the National Mall, where millions of tourists pay homage annually. However, not all the significant players […] Ways and means. At this time of the year, when Earth’s tilt adjusts the planetary mood lighting, we sometimes feel the urge to hit the reset button, to attempt a bold fresh start on another calendar. Others of us may yield to the snooze button. Whatever. There’s no right or wrong in this process. […] |
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