Evening Biking.

Also, note Caitlin's cute sandals.


The weather has been a bit more volatile and chilly lately. Not so good for bike riding. But there was a night last week than made for a perfect bike ride. Miss Bell and I took off down the county roads and made it around the block before sunset came. We exchanged stories of childhood and life with brothers. And came to the conclusion that all children should be allowed to play with tea sets. The long term results would include more pleasant table manners and a fondness for sipping slowly.
That was one very lovely bike ride.
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