Back in November I went on a field trip to Mount Vernon with one of my sons. As we wandered across the lawn, I couldn't help but look across the river to where I grew up in Maryland. I excitedly pointed out Fort Washington to my little troop of boys, but they weren't very interested.
|Fort Washington National Park, as viewed from across the Potomac River. You may just be able to see the lovely yellow house to the left of the main fortification.|
We've taken the boys to the Fort before, but it was so long ago that I don't think that they remembered it. Since the park was literally in our backyard when I grew up, I have many vivid memories of it. We decided to stop by on Easter Sunday while visiting family.
|Detail of one of the windows - almost looks European, doesn't it?|
|Looking out of the fortification, towards the hill with the visitor's center. Two of my sons are visible within the arch, on the draw bridge.|
Will any of these photos end up in a quilt in the future? Only time will tell. Either way, I'm glad to have them.