What do you do when you live in Washington DC and it is the weekend before a presidential election that you are so tired of hearing about that you swear that you will vomit the next time year hear either of the candidates’ names?
On the way there, you might be stopped and asked ridiculous questions like, “If George Washington was alive today, which presidential candidate do you think he would vote for?” by rightwing talk radio programs. You just have to do your best to ignore it and instead focus on the beautiful views.
Thank you for sharing your beloved home with us. It was a definite cure from democracy fatigue because it reminded me of how heartily you and others labored to make this country what it is. Sometimes my cynical self needs a reminder of that.