A foot of snow fell on Washington, D.C. this week. It was the good, fluffy, perfect for snowball making kind of snow too. Not that I threw any, um, at anyone...er... especially not at nice young men working diligently to shovel it away.
Fortunately, the work crews were out in force and speedily cleared the roads up quite nicely. So, after church, we trotted downtown to take some pictures before everything turned to a hard, gray slush.
The city was so serene in its fluffy white blanket. All was quiet and still. It wasn’t too cold or windy—perfect.