“We’re out here pretty much every day, weather permitting,” he tells me.
So why not invest in some chairs? Or, you know, a table? I am clearly an outsider.
14th and V Streets NW in Washington, D.C., any afternoon. Photo by Rhea.
My zucchini seedlings came into their own this week. From between the generic cotyledon lobes that feed the plant before it takes energy from the sun, they unfurled their true leaves. Spikey, spunky, furred. The original solar panels.
“Don’t just watch us; come and join us,” the marchers chanted yesterday, surging down 14th Street in D.C. from a rally in Meridian Hill Park. Three or four passersby stood in Thomas Circle. We took pictures. We shot video. This was not my father’s May Day.
Photo by Harry Chauss