It is that time of the year again. One week of sublime beauty when the roar of traffic, the wheels of government and the sea of people all stop in silence to admire the cherry blossoms. Since they only last a week, Peaches and Popcorn had to be taken there last sunday. It was a grey afternoon, but crowded with people. Since it had turned a bit chilly, hats, jackets, scarves and gloves were everywhere. We had to park a long way away and then Mr. Fractal had to push the double stroller up and down the Mall to get to the Tidal Basin. Once there, Mr. Fractal and I were again awe struck by the scene, it looked like a delicate Japanese painting come to life. Peaches wanted to know if we could go boating while Popcorn begged to be allowed to touch the ducks in the water. We took some pictures, placated the girls with fries and chips and generally had a good time.
As we wound our long way back, I asked each of them what they had likes the most. Peaches said it was her dad whizzing along with them in the stroller. Popcorn considered the question, gave a limpid smile and whispered, "Chips."
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