On Sunday I went for a bike ride in the best kind of weather: the gray skies of almost-rain that make the whole world explode with color. I had no idea that the little town I live in extends so far to the west of the north-south road I travel everyday. Although at times it felt like I was in Amherst suburbia, there were also old farmhouses, tilled fields, horses, chickens, rabbits.
And the roads were quiet and flat, good for a jaunt. In many ways it felt like riding through a shrunken version of home: town and country all in a few square miles.
Biking cleared the air in my head, let some bugs out. This week still looks like: grading free-for-all seminar paper seminar paper presentation collapse repeat.
That second picture is amazing and my favorite.
ReplyDeleteThe third one made me go "I want" in my soul. Sun on grass, and me on top.
But then I saw the chickens and I thought "at least some part of that person must be laying in poop".
Then I thought of Amanda.
(Another comment with no purpose except to say "I am listening". 15 days late. Must check way more often.)
haha! I miss you and Amanda like crazy.
ReplyDeleteI wish that I could actually take pictures as good as the ones that I find. Also, that I was done with this paper (almost there!).