Saturday, August 22, 2009

I took a long bike ride yesterday on a very humid morning. Everything seemed moist as I rode along – the limp trees, the relaxed roadside flowers, and certainly my arms and hands. I was wet with perspiration from start to finish. It was a sultry world I rode in, a muggy mixture of silence and slackness. It was an excellent ride, however, enlivened by lovely sights like the old boatload of morning glories pictured above.

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