My DC: Dancing in the Streets

So, this week the “my” of the title is conceptual, rather than literal. I was too caught up in the moment on Tuesday night to remember to take pictures of the celebrations at Trusty’s as the victory was announced. I also decided to be sensible and go to bed instead of heading across town to the White House for the big, spontaneous party that erupted there. (I began to regret this as soon as sprite called me as she, Rudi, and John drove past/through the festivities on their way back to Dupont. It sounded so, so fun.)

Therefore, to get a bit of a local flavor from Tuesday night, I’ll point you in the direction of my favorite local blog, dcist, for pictures of the night, and to Hillary, whose My DC post for today features the line for the commemorative newspaper outside the offices of the Washington Post. (I saw this line too, on Thursday, en route to a meeting, but neglected to take a photo. Clearly, I was asleep at the wheel this week when it comes to taking pictures.)

Next week, I’ll try to remember to actually take some photos of my own!

Update: Even though she’s jetted off to Paris for vacation, sprite still took time to post some photos from the ride home mentioned above. It’s such an exuberant scene!

My DC: Happy Halloween?

This is a house across the street from where I live. Clearly, these folks dig Halloween — this display has gotten bigger each of the three years I’ve lived in my current apartment. Now, I love a good holiday display, but spiders? Ugh. I seriously hate spiders, so I can’t help but wish I had neighbors who are deeply into pumpkins, instead.

(I hope the photos look ok — I am loading this entire post, photos and all, from my phone, so they aren’t color-corrected or cropped.)

Updated to make the photos bigger. The full creepiness of the spiders was kinda lost in the miniaturized versions the iPhone application loaded.

My DC: Yume Tree

Yume Tree, 12th & E, SE

This mosaic is on the side of the CVS pharmacy nearest my apartment. The leaves of the tree are mirrors, and the tiles that make up the trunk and borders are all labeled with names and personal messages. It’s called the Yume Tree (as in you-and-me).

Yume Tree, closeup

I took these pictures a few weeks back, but realized this morning, when I was starting to pull this post together, that I knew neither its name nor its story. I stopped by on my way to work, and found a big sign announcing that the 5th anniversary of its installation was last Friday.

The Yume Tree is five years old!

A tinier note attached to the poster include a web address for The Corner Store, which gave me both additional info on the mosaic — designed by local artist Kris Swanson, with tiles sculpted and signed by more than a thousand local children — and clued me in on the name of the gallery I pass every time I walk from my house to the Metro, or Eastern Market, or 8th Street. I really should stop in there one of these days…