I'm glad I didn't agree to cut our trip short because we would have missed this beautiful sight. And no, I wasn't taking photos and not paying attention to where my feet were taking me. It was just one of those things where you think you pick your feet up high enough and you don't. More of that when I post more pictures of DC. Actually, I think I have mentioned before that Washington DC and I have a history of such things, just ask Gregg. From then on he was paying extra special attention - again - warning me of all obstacles as we made our way to the exhibit. "Watch that step!" - "This pavement is uneven." - "That looks icy over there, hold onto me." Yes, I have a history in Washington DC, and I love it, we both do. We started married life here and rode all over the city on our bikes, and I didn't fall off mine once, go figure! Of course, that was 35 years ago. Then and now, I will always be thankful to Gregg for being such a considerate husband. I also think I may need to get my eye-prescription updated.
I found it interesting that while we stood looking up at this beautiful hawk, several flocks of pigeons flew in formation overhead, but they didn't seem to interest him at all. We stayed for quite a while with the noise of the traffic around us, took several photos and then moved on.