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Monday, May 23, 2016

Never Say Never

Sometime life gets a little out of hand, and you might find yourself engaged in activity that you promised yourself, at one time, that you'd never take part in...never get near the stuff. I find myself in just such a predicament, but before I confess all, I'd like to report a pretty good day.

Capitol Building on a Gray Spring Morning
Monday is a later start day at work, and I took full advantage of the lull to get down the Capitol Building. This used to be a daily trek for me, but since my foot injury it's become a relatively uncommon occurrence. Today was the outlier, and I was reminded why I liked this walk so much. It's a beautiful building atop the highest hill in the immediate area. The Capitol is both solid and airy, evoking a sense of stability and freedom all at the same time. I lingered a little longer than I'd planned, and I found myself hot footing it back to make my morning meeting until...

Spring Flower - Washington, DC
This flower brought me up short, and I had to stop and capture a few shots. After five days of rain this little spot of color in a sea of gray was a welcome respite and a reminder to remain ready to be surprised.

A couple of years ago, I told myself that I'd never travel to Wisconsin. I suspect it was in the middle of one of those eighteen inch snowstorms in DC, and I was thinking what it would be like to visit a place that had up to eight feet of snow in a year. Tomorrow, I find myself bound for the land of the cheese heads. After landing in Green Bay, I'll hop in my rental and proceed north to just south of Michigan. In fact, I believe my hotel is actually in Michigan. Never say never.

On the way back several days later, I'm scheduled to fly Delta through Detroit on the way home. Based on a past experience with a corpulent gentleman occupying the middle seat adjacent to my aisle and the less than festive reaction of the flight attendant when I brought this unacceptable condition to her attention, I promised that, if I lived to be five hundred, I'd never fly Delta Airlines again. Never say never.

Based on the next six days, I suspect it's in my best interest to stop ruling things out. I'm looking forward to the antics one way or another, and I'm sure it's all part of the plan the universe has laid out for me tomorrow.
 

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