Now tell me: Is there a surer sign of an early summer day than this?
It was a little cooler than normal (high temperature of 27C, or 80F) but I didn't mind. From that tree, you might know where I rode: Connecticut.
(I have to admit, I couldn't help but to think of the quarter coin dedicated to the Nutmeg State--one of the prettiest pieces of currency ever issued.)
Anyway, the sky was as bright and blue as my cell-phone photos make it seem. I rode into a fairly stiff wind on the way up, which meant, of course, that I had it at my back on my way home.
I couldn't have asked for anything better. Nor could Arielle, my Mercian Audax.
It was a little cooler than normal (high temperature of 27C, or 80F) but I didn't mind. From that tree, you might know where I rode: Connecticut.
(I have to admit, I couldn't help but to think of the quarter coin dedicated to the Nutmeg State--one of the prettiest pieces of currency ever issued.)
Anyway, the sky was as bright and blue as my cell-phone photos make it seem. I rode into a fairly stiff wind on the way up, which meant, of course, that I had it at my back on my way home.
I couldn't have asked for anything better. Nor could Arielle, my Mercian Audax.
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