Birthdays
More often than not, I’m sending these newsletters late, after my stated publication day of the last of every month.
This is early by that standard. But also perfectly on time.
Today is the 135th birthday of Rock Creek Park, a green gem that too few of DC’s visitors ever experience. The city magazine posted an informative interview with the new superintendent earlier this summer, but it repeated a common mistake about the park’s history.
See if you can spot the error as you meet the rogue cartographer who created this urban national park — in a story from my personal archives (a necessity because I wrote it five years ago for a local news outlet that has since shuttered).
As late summer lingers, I’m thinking about one of my favorite poems I’ve read all year. I hope you make time for a deep breath among the trees in your corner of the world, maybe somewhere under “the curve of a golden moon.”
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This newsletter was written on the traditional lands of the Piscataway and Nacotchtank.