A little 8 mile errand-ride today on the Commutermobile.
When I got home from grocery shopping the sun was shining and it was just beautiful weather. So I tossed everything into the fridge and changed into a pair of bike shorts and the Best Cotton Biking Capris Ever. (an old pair of tapered-leg Gramicci climbing pants that I cut to capri length. Gusseted crotch, no flapping legs, and best of all NO plumber's butt!) Grabbed my bike gear and pannier and took off into the sunshine.
There is a bike route from my apt to the library. I usually take a different bike route to work, this was my first foray onto another route. Traffic was polite (and light) and I was able to "take the lane" thru every intersection.
The view of the bay was gorgeous: silver and titanium water, lavender/blue/gray/gold sky. A deep bank of slate-colored clouds completely hid the Olympic mountains and the cedars on the hills were just a stunning deep dark green. I love the colors on days like this.
The white-and-green ferries darn near glowed in the sunlight.
Loaded my pannier with a volume of the collected poems of William Blake (gotta read 'em after seeing Tomb Raider for the zillionth time last night... "grain of sand" and all that...) and Suze Orman's book about getting your sorry azz out of debt for the student-loan ridden underemployed.
The ride back was a bit different, as the sun had almost gone behind clouds. Lots of beautiful grays, and the ferries were a soft dove gray on the dark gray water.
"If Americans want to live the American Dream, they should go to Denmark." - Richard Wilkinson