There was professional bicycle racing near the nest today. How exciting. 20 teams, over 120 riders, 14 laps, 109 miles on a closed circuit. A great time was had by this little bird. Tour de France someday!
At the moment there is order in the court. This court room in Williamsburg was used from the 1780's until 1952. If you get out of line the bailiff will toss a herring at you!
TR
Friday, April 24, 2009
I decided to get a feel for the lay of the land in Williamsburg last weekend. These relief maps are just my size.
Thirty plus years ago, DG visited Williamsburg with his grandmother. His favorite picture of his grandmother was taken in the courtyard of the wheelwrights shop next to the Governors Mansion. Today we retraced those steps. Funny, the colonials didn't seem to have any quality birds.
Who ever came up with the idea of sitting grand houses at the back of a big green lawn must have been carted around in a carriage on not been wattling down the drive on tiny little feet. There is a really nice view on the other side, if you are still conscious when you get there.
I went out to Mt. Vernon to visit the quadrupeds today. Baah! They are so cute, warm and fuzzy and it is a beautiful spring day. Clear and blue and colder then it looks with a 15 mile per hour wind straght off a glacier someplace. There must be a glacier floating in the Potomac today. Baahhhh!
Here I am leaping tall buildings in a single bound once again. I like to perch high up and observe the world. The nest has a nice view of the people and the cars below. Where do you like to people watch from?
Go to the end of L'Enfant Plaza Southwest and either scramble down the grassy cliff or take the spiral street down to the river front and you will find DC's floating fish market. The vendors are on barges that float up and down on the River. The fish was a penguins delight. I can't wait to go back.
Here I am waiting for my carriage to take me someplace. It is hard to tell from the picture, but it was about 40 degrees and raining. Great weather for sheep and penguins. Reminds me of home.
George Washington had a great view from the rambling front porch out over the Potomac. Really quite wonderful. The front lawn is a favorite landing ground for Canada Geese, and you know the old saying out something going through like grass through a goose. The front lawn is peppered with goose droppings. I am glad it was not on my shoes.
I went out to Mt Vernon, George Washington's estate today. It is lambing season, the soon to be mom's are being confined for the indignity. It was nice to say, "hi, how are you doing, it will all be over soon."
Two weekends ago it snowed, not alot, but it does not take much to put DC into panic mode. Last weekend was warm and it truly felt like spring, I took a nice long walk both days last weekend. This morning it is 39 degrees out, overcast and very humid. The weather gods appear to be suffering from bipolar disorder. Makes me want to hunker down in the nest and wait for spring.
You can hear this place from half a block away and it is not the bird. No self respecting penguin would be caught dead in the place, it is so noisy. The crowd of human hatchlings is incredible and they are capable of the most incredible high pitched sounds . . . it hurts my ears . . . maybe then I could find my ears.
I could perch here and watch the people looking at the city for hours. They are so interesting, ohhing and ahhing. They are always searching from up here, for things that they know down there. Many refuse to believe that things really are, where they are, but they are. A few are surprised at how things look from the top having spent all of their lives looking up. I could sit here all day and people watch.
You never know what you are going to stumble across in DC. Last Saturday we went for a 3 mile stroll into the city including a nice visit at the Jefferson Memorial. As we were approaching the police stopped traffic and a large limo pulled up and stopped. I thought, well Obama must have finally gotten to my name on the list for potential cabinet appointments, but no, it was a wedding. The bride in the full virgin sacrifice outfit (yea, like very many of them would qualify) and the men in nice penguin suits. I fit right in. I hope the marriage lasts longer then it takes to pay for.
That all flightless aqutic fowl are created equally, and they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable rights, among them freedom, travel and the pursuit of krill.