I drove home this evening along the George Washington Parkway which parallels the Potomac River opposite the city’s monumental core. The maple trees have achieved peak Fall color (as we say on the East U.S. coast referring to the change from green to orange/red) and were actually reflected in the River. I had the top down on the car and it was simply beautiful.
I worry that those of us who are lucky enough to live in beautiful places often become so focused on the task at hand, the local crisis, getting ahead, that we neglect that sensory festival that some people travel thousands of miles to see as tourists. That’s a shame. It’s a splendid way to engage one’s nervous system.
I stopped in the local fish store to purchase some fresh trout fillets and some calamari salad. The owner, wearing his trademark vintage Detroit Tiger baseball cap, instructed me carefully on how to prepare my fish–he always does. I always follow his directions and it, to date, has worked out pretty well.
Jim