Early Autumn cycling

One of my recent bicycle commuting pleasures is the smell of the ripened wild grapes alongside the Interstate. It transports me to my childhood when I played in the woods every day outside my back door. That was before Lyme disease was a concern.

I also enjoyed a commute in warm rain this week.

I feel bad for the people stuck in vehicles.

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