We went for a bike ride this evening, and I caused us to get a late start. It was one of those things where time just slipped away from you a bit. And then you forget to do things like “put on sunblock,” so you have to go back inside.
By which point my lovely bride was rolling her eyes at me pretty hard.
We just did a fast hour or so, because she wanted to try a new recipe this evening and timing is a thing with new dishes, until timing is no longer a thing.
So, altogether, while trying to be semi-mindful of time, because of time considerations, I made a hash of time.
That’s summertime!
Anyway, when you slow down the start of your ride, you better see to it that you keep the pace up.
And so it was that I pedaled my little heart out. I got to the 20-mile mark with one of the faster times I can recall recording. Also, I caught an open intersection almost every time. Only had to put my foot on the ground once. Meanwhile, the Yankee was behind me, having already mentioned she had no legs.
She still caught me at the very end of the ride.
Late this evening, I stepped outside to water a few plants. We’ve had a pleasant night. It’s humid and, thus, warm. And, thus, it feels quite a bit like home.
So I sat outside and enjoyed the crickets and the birds and the donkey that lives a quarter-mile away and often sounds like someone is running at him with a knife.
No one needs that at midnight, donkey!
The sky was intriguing. Again, this is the middle of the night, and I haven’t adjusted the photo.
And, again, looking straight up.
I could change that one a bit, and make it look dirtier, or more colorful, but it’s fine just as it is. And, even through the clouds, I can see some stars.
Oh! the new recipe was gumbo. It was thick and tasty. And there are leftovers!
