Walking in the footsteps of those who made history is pretty awe inspiring. I have been to many historical sites growing up, with Philadelphia being so close and a family trips to Williamsburg and Boston. But for some reason, during yesterdays trip to Mt. Vernon I really could feel that Washington had been there.Walking up to the bowling green, the same view Washington had when he would ride up on his horse. To quote my cousin-in-law Adam "how did they mow that lawn?" Then later when we saw the lamb having a lunch of grass in his pen his dad Matt piped up "Hey, Adam, there is your lawn mower!"
This fence is in the original place and some of those beams are in the original condition, how amazing is that?
Adam, Mira, Molly, and me relaxing in the shade by the house, right behind us were, yes you guessed it - cherry trees, no I didn't manage to take a picture of it....
Then to add to our day of walking in history's footsteps we experienced some more. On the drive back we drove over the bridge that goes into Arlington National Cemetary. We saw the masses of people waiting to pay last respects to Sen. Kennedy but as we came over the bridge and we driving under the Kennedy Center we saw this plane, it was THE plane which was carrying the Senator to DC for his burial. It was also fitting that the only storm cloud in the sky at that moment was this gray cloud, taking away from the sun's happiness, one could say.