WWGWD

We took a ride out to Mount Vernon this afternoon. The day was perfect for it: azure blue skies, warm, golden sunshine, and some nice fall color in the trees. We enjoyed it all the way down the Parkway.

George Washington's estate is still privately owned, and out of respect for the first president's love of them, the Mount Vernon Ladies Association allows dogs on the grounds. In part, because Lucy is always welcome there, we hold membership passes, but in advance of the sixth-grade field trip this week (which marks my debut as an approved school volunteer), we realized that our membership had lapsed, and I was going to need a ticket.

We renewed our membership in short order but decided to take a quick stroll around the grounds, even though we would both be back in a few days. Lucy is always fascinated by the livestock, so after the obligatory portrait on the bowling green, we headed over to the pig sty, sheep pen, and cattle fields. Then, it was through the orchard and nursery beds to see the river. 

The green expanse of the rear lawn was dotted with visitors. Most were enjoying the views, some were relaxing in the shade on blankets, and others were tossing footballs and having a catch with baseballs and mitts. "Wow!" I said to Heidi, "They really must feel at home here."

I couldn't quite let it go, though, so I continued, "But should they? Should they?"