It’s bleak these days. The sun rises late and the eastern skies are usually dreary.
Each morning I scan for light, color, textures and interesting movement.
Thus far, the only dramatic action I can find is the occasional sunrise over Conn’s Farm.
In 1814, James Madison, then president of the United States, took Conn’s ferry and crossed the Potomac into Maryland when British soldiers invaded Washington, DC during the war of 1812.
In later years, this meadow was reportedly the local hangout for moonshine and parties. I guess this is is pretty much what it looked like when they came to the next morning.