Sunday Supper #8: City Lights, A Good Friend, and a (Sort of) Lazy Sunday

Though we live fairly close to Washington, DC, Graham and I rarely make it into the city. With traffic being what it is (everything you’ve heard is true…DC traffic is, in fact, a nightmare sometimes), we just don’t think to drive in and spend time. But, we should, because DC really is a beautiful city, and there’s a lot of cool stuff to do. And perhaps most importantly, one of our very best friends lives there. So yesterday, we did.

We visited her, her new place, and watched the sunset over the Washington Monument from her rooftop terrace.

Country life is amazing, but cities are pretty cool, too – the bustle of cars and motorcycles, the snippets of conversation, the sea of bright lights against a setting sun or dark night. And seeing a good friend. That’s always wonderful.

Today, on this lovely first day of spring, we’ve been taking it easy. A leisurely breakfast, some very nice coffee, an afternoon of movies and a little bit of catch-up work from the week. And for supper? Probably beef stew and mashed potatoes, because I actually have time to make it.

Happy Sunday, y’all, and wishing you a wonderful week ahead!

10 thoughts on “Sunday Supper #8: City Lights, A Good Friend, and a (Sort of) Lazy Sunday

  1. This is a beautiful view–an excellent photograph. I have loved DC every time I have been there. I love a city with great public transportation, because I sure do not want to drive in it. Sounds like a lovely weekend!

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  2. Big city life certainly isn’t for everyone. It is very different than the life in the suburbs but it also has plenty of advantages like jobs, big events, transportation etc 🥰 thanks for sharing and have a good day ☺️ Aiva

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