Along the Riverside Route...

The Jefferson Memorial, looking a bit otherworldly in the gloaming. What was the word Lovecraft loved to use so often...eldritch? Yeah, maybe.

I took this pic on the commute home from work last week. It had been raining earlier in the day, and the residual cumulous clouds took on a tinge of purple-pink under influence of a fading sunset. A layer of ice-coated snow clung stubbornly to the ground all around, resolute beneath the afternoon's steady pummeling of raindrops, making my balancing act in bike shoes on the slippery parapet a bit dicey as I steadied the camera.

It's easy to forget how fortunate I am to have such views every day on my ride to and from work...