Washington, D.C. is so close to Baltimore, yet I’ve rarely been there by myself. The urge was overpowering on a recent sunny Sunday in October when I had no other responsibilities. I’m working on a writing project which needs blocks of uninterrupted time. I also need thinking time while moving. I always carry at least a small notebook and pen in case I have a good idea. Walks in the woods are often fruitful. This time I could have stayed in my study to write, but the pull of Washington got the better of me.