A smattering of pictures

What is a smattering, anyway? The word means “a small amount,” but isn’t that relative? Anyway, here are six — but I didn’t put a lot more here, so comparatively it was a small amount. Anyway.

At a baseball game this weekend I caught a foul ball. As protocol demands, I gave it to a kid.

Baseball fan for life now.

The sky was incredible on Saturday, so I took a few pictures, just to remember it:

Hanging out with Allie, who was enjoying a nice sun bath:

A view from part of my ride today. This is on the time trial route. I love this little roller. You come down from the smallest little right-hand descent and as soon as you bottom out your cockpit is pointed up again. It is fun any time of day, but, in the evening, you hear everything come to life. On one side are crickets and from the other side you hear bullfrogs:

And an odd-looking shadow portrait:

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