Sweet Home

The drive home from New York on notorious Interstate Highway 95 is never pleasant under the best of circumstances, but in the rain and at the end of a holiday weekend, it is pretty arduous and long.  Just as we hit the D.C. Beltway, however,  the skies cleared and there was a promise of a beautiful sunset.  

I wasn’t sure I would get home in time for it, but when we pulled into the driveway, I grabbed my camera bag and tripod and made a mad dash into the park for a blip.  This was especially necessary as I was blipless up until this point.  I didn’t even need a coat because the temperature had been rising throughout the day as a warm front moved in.  The car thermometer read 63 degrees (17 Celsius) when we arrived home. 

I only managed a couple of shots before it was all over.  This was the best result.