I think what we share most of all is the sense that all is not right with America; that the rule of law, social norms, personal space, economic progress, morality and the general welfare writ large have been corralled by corrupt and malign forces and led to a precipice above an existential abyss.

An art project that started off with a photograph I took of an icicle turned on its side. I added the boat and painted the clouds in Procreate.

Sunrise on a quiet winter morning in Northern Virginia.

As I watch the Carter services in the National Cathedral, it seems clear that, religion aside, when it comes to providing an opportunity for rivals to come together in common cause, few nations do it better than ours.

Winter in Northern Virginia can be beautiful.