Yesterday was not so fun. As some of you know, I spent three hours at the dentist. But all is well that ends well, and I'm not feeling anything today. I had hoped to go out biking in the spectacular weather after, but didn't feel well enough to do so. I couldn't feel half my face, nor my nose, so I just headed home to feel sorry for myself.
This morning. Oh, this morning.
Everything aligned to make my ride in the best so far. I tell you, there's nothing quite like seeing the sun again in all its glory after several months of biking in the dark/dusk. The sun turned my happy meter up from content to sparkly rainbows.
|Oh, hello again!|
I don't like to stop and take photos when I bike. Biking is for biking, not for smelling roses.
A little later on in my commute, I had to make and exception.
The first thing I saw was a pair of bandage scissors. Then a pool of blood. Lots of beer cans. A bag of tea.
|Are they new? It's my favorite color! Maybe I can use them?|
Someone was walking along, carrying a bag of delicious tea. Probably already planning in their head how wonderful that cup of tea would be.
|Tea bags in a bag|
"Hey, man, I sure could use some tea."
The person carrying the tea didn't want to give up the tea so easily, with this result:
|Blood, beer, and bandage scissors|
In all seriousness, it's a little disconscerning since this is an area where there are a lot of homeless people hanging around. Hopefully no one was seriously injured.
Chilly Hilly happens on Sunday - rain and wind forecasted so business as usual in other words.