Drum Circle

I should have posted these pictures a month ago. They were from our trip to DC.  On the third day that we were there, we walked back to my brother's apartment through a huge park that sat across the street. We hadn't yet seen the park because it was surrounded by a stone wall that hid most of the park behind it, and it was easier to walk up the sloped streets than the many stairs that lead to green grass and tall trees. But on this night, we were lured to the park by the sound of beating drums...

What we found was a magical place filled with lush gardens, beautiful fountains, people of all shapes and sizes, performers, and, of course, drums.

And no drum circle would be complete without...

 more cowbell.

xo

nessa dee