Inspired by Jim O’Connell’s discussion of wine and cherry blossoms, we picnic’d amongst the cherry trees in Fairlington last night, drinking Frog’s Leap Zinfandel among the pink petal rain, and eating pita with hummus and tzatziki. Sitting in the spring evening, I’m reminded why I love DC: the soft breeze, the dying light of a late sunset behind us, and the soft petal-filled sky above us.

I laid back, hands behind my head, wine glass at my side, and just soaked in the colors of sunset.

Life is always better with good wine, and good company.