First I'm going to give a little shout-out to the weather: Thank you, weather, for perfecting yourself today. The ride to work was decent, but the ride home was glorious. I rode an extra mile and a half winding between and around the lakes, just to soak it up. You should have seen the evening sun glittering through the weeping willow when I rode under the bridge next to the creek. Crazy goodness, I tell you. When I got home the Brit told me I looked euphoric. I think I picked up a tailwind on the way home, too. Or something. Whatever the case, all signs were pointing to Ride Your Bike, Fool.
So I'm going to do it again tomorrow, I think.
I really don't even have anything else to report. It's only 9:30 but I'm going to go get in bed and read Jeeves and Wooster, and then I'll probably wake up nice and early and have hours to dick around before I go to work, which means extra coffee, which means extra jitters!
My favorite scan of the day:
That's my grandparents and aunt in 1963.