Weekends are weird. I got back on my bike for the first time in a while… a real bike, as opposed to a trials bike I tried to take on a pump park and the unicycle I’ve been using to try to rebuild some stamina. Which brings me back to this morning’s bike ride. I returned to some old favorite trails, and they’d been changed. I’ve visited before all the changes were finished a while back, but today- well, the park redesign is all done, and the erosion-fighting re-arrangement of all the trails is done…
and my son now knows my old favorite trails better than I do.
Getting old sucks. But when he goes off to college and his brother starts driving himself to school… well, my bike might get some more use then.
Or, hey, decrepitude is in fashion these days, ain’t it? I could go that direction.
I no longer have a home to ‘go back to’, just the one I live in now. Still I’m glad to be back even though a winter surviving black widow with an eggsack she was guarding bit me on the foot today. Plus all the damage from that really catastrophic blizzard that broke all the trees out and had the power off for a day and a half. No place like your own place.
I think Hubris would have liked the box of magazines though…. that is definitely envy.
Sir. Surrender not. Bike ye bike-trails while ye may.
Nikki is sad. There’s no one to take to Girl’s World with her anymore.
Niki was SO CHOKED that she lost the blue in her hair it seems. lol
Sincerely I was expecting Hubris to be happier about Paste moving out. maybe he is smelling foul play.
I wouldn’t blame him for sure.
I wonder how long until the Man crushes Paste’s style and he moves back in with Hubris.
That closet of clothes will be about 3 sizes too small, by now. I foresee a good comic strip!
It’s sad to think of Paste and Hubris not living together. Best thing to ever happen to Paste.
hubris shouldn’t worry for its only a matter of time before paste winds up back on hubris doorstep and they are living together again with paste proably bringing the mad magizies with him.