My orchids can hold their own against the Phipps Conservatory and Botanical Gardens’ orchids. Not because mine are especially great. The Phipps orchids are just a side hustle. Not the main/only event.
OK. Back to “real” life.
Deeply grateful that I can still get around.
Albeit slowly.
This is life’s bonus round.
I have exceeded the average life expectancy for white women in the United States. And nobody is promised tomorrow.
The Tale of Two Airports.
National Airport Advertising: nuclear submarine hulls.
And about 200 miles later…
Pittsburgh airport advertising: ketchup and a football play from over fifty years ago.
I used to love flying home and looking down at DC and the Mall.
