| Poem for Monday |
[Jan. 21st, 2008|12:37 am] |
( Rhyming with Tzu-yu's 'At Mien-ch'ih, Recalling the Past' )
It was a bitterly cold day, so we figured that the National Zoo would likely be nearly deserted and we'd have the animals mostly to ourselves. We were right: it was too unpleasantly chilly to walk to the distant outdoor exhibits (and most of the animals were inside anyway), so we stuck to the older buildings, which are all in a row: the reptile, invertebrate, great ape and small mammal houses. The animals indoors were particularly active, perhaps because there weren't crowds annoying them, so we had a very nice afternoon.
( Under the Sea )
We thought about going afterward to see Tracy Grammer, who was performing at Kennedy Center's Millennium Stage which means that the concert is free for the price of Kennedy Center parking, but we are going out of town Monday and Tuesday and wanted to get home and get organized (well, and some of us wanted to watch the end of the New England game and the start of the Giants game). ![[info]](http://img.greatestjournal.com/userinfo.gif) apaulled made fantastic peanut soup, something I was craving both from having been at Mount Vernon and in anticipation of going to Williamsburg, so we ate that and watched Northanger Abbey on PBS...my favorite of the Austen books, I must admit, given that Catherine is young and sheltered enough to justify her ditziness and there's more explicit criticism of the colonial foundation of the social strata than I ever noticed in the other novels (I never read Mansfield Park).
Happy Martin Luther King day. "I Have a Dream" is here if you'd like to read it. |
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