Hubby and I took a short trip into DC today to a small area on the west end. He was in DC last week for work and noticed crocuses and daffodils in bloom in this fancy pants neighborhood, so he wanted to see them again. We’ve walked in this particular neighborhood before; incredibly beautiful homes, including the Korean ambassador’s house, which I’d love to see the inside of (no picture, sorry). Many of the homes look like they were built in the last 30 or 40 years—and more recently—but this disused police phone box post on a street corner indicates this neighborhood dates back to at least the 1930s. Of course, in DC, that’s not surprising. It’s big business around here to knock down old houses and build new ones.
We also went to our first estate sale of the season. We’ve been avoiding them because of Covid, but felt okay going today. It’s been a tradition of ours for a Saturday or Sunday afternoon on the days we don’t go for long bike rides. On Sundays everything is usually half price. We troll the ones in the ritzy neighborhoods and we’ve scored some good stuff, including great artwork and furniture. The best sales are divorce ones, and the fun ones are in massive, gaudy homes that I’d never want to live in but are fun to snoop around. Today, we walked away with a nicely framed Andrew Wyeth print ($7.50) and Vizio TV ($40), which I’m going to use in my yoga room in the basement when it’s built.