Today I am slowly crawling out of the hole I’ve been in all weekend. I am squinting and shielding my eyes from the bright light that is my life. Adjusting slowly, coming alive again, like a Chilean miner.
Riding my bike always helps. Lifting weights and feeling strong is good. Sunny skies and autumn leaves are nice. Having the time to stop and photograph more of the birdhouses along that previously blogged about stretch of road on a Tuesday afternoon in October is a luxury. Being in the deep dark woods on a 90 degree day is awesome.
This place is for the birds who do not like travel trailers.
one more…sorry about the dinky-camera picture quality. I’m hoping Santa will remedy the situation.
…to give you an idea of the size of some of the trees around here…
…and how pretty is my bicycle? Very pretty. Tear your eyes away from the bike and check out the bark on this tree!
I’m not sure I would want to hug this big fella, but I love him all the same.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have got to go and brush my dog. Have a good day!
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