Friday, 2 October 2020
I’m not burying the lede. Our lede. We went to the Refuge, and saw swans. And a few other waterfowl. And a raptor-type something or other, I think.
The light was odd and not always helpful. And I forgot the binocs.
Pouring rain for this shot. Lasted about two big minutes, and this is near the beginning. The wind came up and the rain came in and I rolled the window up. Goodbye, cattails.
In WashDC, the lede this evening is something else entirely.