People complain about the heat, but you know- the District in the summer is a wonderful thing.
Cap Hill gardens from April-July are in a class of their own. Walking the dog around here is like an endless feast of gardening greatness.
This picture is from what now seems to be the last of the cool mornings.
That was a few weeks ago. The walks are getting warmer, so we'll see less of this these days, and they involve less of a caravan too. Ada treks to the park with a truck load full of her toys (and Vela has a few too). Seeing as she's about to start walking, we won't need the stroller much anymore. We're going to miss the stroller when it's gone, it's nice having an excuse to cruise around with what is basically a high-performance shopping cart to carry stuff around in.
(Epi. "pacific shockwave" x "pacific flame" grown under glass)
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