I was late in leaving, especially with rain threatening. I managed to get in 33 miles anyway. The daffodils and mustard plants are in bloom and so are some beautiful purple things (I'm horrible when it comes to plants) so it was a very pretty ride for me today. The wind picked up on the way back, so the ride back was tougher, but that's okay. It was still nice to be out on my bike! The song, "I Want to Ride my Bicycle" kept playing through my head the whole time and I know I was grinning like an idiot. Go figure.
Christine
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Cycle! It's Good for the Wattle; it's good for the can!