A sight that surely would have made Pollyanna gasp with delight: thousands of prisms hung in netting like big dewy drops waiting for the sun to turn them into millions of rainbows. Beautiful and ethereal and yet, I didn't love it as much as I thought I would. The space wasn't quite right. Or maybe the problem was me since I was rushing to make sure I had enough time to deal with traffic and pick up the kids at school. But even more pressing than the time, were the expectations that had led me there in the first place: this Post article and a quick peek at Cao | Perrot's portfolio. I wonder if I had just stumbled upon these clouds on my own, if I would have had more of a Pollyanna reaction? I don't know, but if you want to see it for yourself, hurry. This is the last weekend.
Cloud Terrace
Dumbarton Oaks Gardens
Washington, D.C.
