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A pop of orange for Litha. Blessed summer solstice.

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Washington is really pretty, isn’t it?

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Mt Rainier from the road.

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Our casita from the vineyard.

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View from our bedroom.

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Home for the night.

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Quiet airport morning….if you don’t count the 6 people I’m traveling with.

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Each year, I consider how to mark Memorial Day. I do it in many ways: I think about the formerly enslaved Americans who began it with a ceremony to decorate mass graves of Union dead. I think about its antecedents in Decoration Day, a day to adorn graves of fallen soldiers with flowers, making it a remembrance and a rite of spring. I think of how we now call it a “holiday” - literally Holy Day - and what it means to be “Holy”. In this moment, I’ll mark it with this photo of blood red tomatoes, a uniquely American fruit.

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Bluebird on my fence.

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Not quite champagne Thursday but I’m having a bit of Prosecco at the United club before flying to London.

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Rain over Jamaica Bay.

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Does this count as fruit for dinner?

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Beltane tipple, posted a bit late because I could get tumblr posting to work. I’ve never seen a brand try so hard to put themselves out of business. 

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Oxbow.

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Bridge over the Hudson at Shad Island.

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