About the only thing truly, truly native in this town is the National Museum of the American Indian and its artifacts and exhibits. As none of us living in the United States can claim native status aside from the native tribes we displaced in the name of God, the King of England, the King of Spain, the King of France, exploration, religion, exploitation, or whatever other colonialist aspiration our ancestors might have had hundreds of years ago, my submission for Native is the NMAI.
In terms of exotic, I wanted to take pictures of the orchid exhibit this morning at the National Botanical Gardens, but they didn't open until 11:00 and I'd been up and out shooting cherry blossoms since 6:30 AM. I was cold and tired and wanted to get home to see the results of my photography. About the only Exotic thing in these parts is the Abyssinian cat that lives in my house. Abbies are a domesticated cat breed from Ethopia and are reportedly one of the oldest known breeds among cats.
I don't know if I'd call this cat "exotic" as much as I'd call him "lazy."
Being an Abyssinian makes him the former, but that's about it!
Being an Abyssinian makes him the former, but that's about it!
Usually abbies are sleek and trim, but this one is fat and happy. I'd be fat and happy, too, if my entire purpose in life was to loll around in the sun all day. Sheesh. (And yes, you've seen this cat before. He featured in the Two Things Challenge: Sun / Shadow. Just for the record: This is not my cat. It belongs to my housemate. I refer to it affectionately as The Dirty Bastard Cat.)
Side note: Technically speaking, Japanese cherry blossoms trees are exotic to the U.S. I suppose those could be my exotic entries for today, too!
Photo copyright: D.C. Confidential, 3/08