Last week, we endured frigid temps here. The week before that, we had a couple feet of snow in one day. This week, it's all going to melt.
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I keep hearing birds, but can't find them. Nevertheless, I blew off an inch of dust from my camera bag, and reacquainted myself with the Pentax relic. I fixed a broken eye cup and we're ready to go again. Now, if you happen to see one of these birds, would you please point it out to me, because I can't seem to spot even-a-one!!
Oh happy day! It was warm enough on Saturday for me to ride my bicycle instead of driving. (The bike in the photo is not mine, but my son's. I took that shot in September.) Where was I? Oh, yes... my wife was kind enough to load the heavy, bulky equipment I needed into her van, and that freed me up to hop on the bicycle.
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After she drove off, I expected to follow immediately, but the rear tire was low on air. There were two air pumps close at hand, but both were broken. Did I bother to get rid of them? No, of course, not. So I rode on low tires, huffing and puffing all the way. I didn't mind though. It's such a break to finally get away from this single-digit (fahrenheit*) weather with sub-zero wind-chills..
There was wet, sloppy mud everywhere, but I didn't care. You could hear every downspout and puddle guzzle away at the thawing snow, drinking down all those cool, refreshing icicles. Yum!!.
In a way, I felt sorry for everyone who did not ride their bikes on Saturday. You missed a good thing. Now let's see... there ought to be another pump around here somewhere....
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