On Tuesday--the day before Metrogeddon--I had a free day, so Scott and I decided to go to the tidal basin to see the cherry blossoms. We knew we were going before the projected "peak bloom," but we didn't foresee having another opportunity to go on a week day. We experienced seeing the cherry blossoms on a weekend some years ago, and it was not something we were anxious to repeat. Somewhat like not being able to see the forest for the trees, it was nearly impossible to see the cherry blossoms for the thick, milling crowds of people. On Tuesday, we were at least able to see what was there in peace.
We saw some pretty buds.
And even a few early blossoms!
We saw what I can only guess are beaver deterrents. Don't the beavers know they're only supposed to go after trees no one cares about, not trees that draw throngs of tourists to the tidal basin?!
Take this guy, for instance. He's completely focused on how humans are destructive around the cherry trees, while turning a blind eye to the egregious behavior of his own species.
It was a beautiful day even without an abundance of showy blossoms. I love being so close to so many things people travel to visit.