Report from Suzy: The rain has stopped. The temperature is in the 70s, breezy and perfect for wandering around. Most years I start with a ten mile hike and wonder the next day how I could be so foolish (at least my muscles wonder). This year, since I haven’t ridden my tricycle even once since last year on Block Island, I have the inclination to just ride about—no destination— and see what happens.
The parts of the ride I didn’t photograph because they happened too fast:
Comment from a walker I passed: “That must be a wonderful workout!” My response, “It is!” and to myself, In so many ways!
Question from two cyclists: “How is that on hills?” My response, “Great. I’m not in a hurry.”
A crow flew over my head close enough to take an interesting detailed picture, but my camera was in my pocket.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll start walking. The trails and the beach await.
Most of the time I take close-ups of plants—especially seed pods and other remnants left after the plant has flowered. Sometimes my close-ups change. So far, hands and abandoned machinery have pulled me away from plants.
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