And . . .
We had early dismissal at 3:00 pm. This gave me an opportunity to ride a bit rather than come straight home.
Shortly after the Park I took some streets I travel less if at all.
At a stoplight next to a bus stop a guy yelled at me, "Ain't you cold?" I lifted the face-shield of my modular helmet so he could see my face and yelled back, "It could be worse, I could be waiting for a bus." He laughed and laughed. He thought that was pretty funny. It was a long light. Not only did I have time to put back down my face-shield I was able to sneak a photo.
On another street, I saw a couple of cement geese all dressed for the weather. There was a woman my age helping, I would later find out, her mother out of a car in front of the house with the geese. I believe I've mentioned before the dressing up of cement geese is something my mother, may her memory be a blessing, used to do. I normally don't take photos of cement geese, but I couldn't resist stopping and asking the elder if they were her geese. My question was greeted with the most wonderful smile. "Yes, they are," She said. I told her about my mother dressing them for the seasons and the other woman said, "So does Mom." When I asked if I could take a photo of the her geese the woman said, "Of course, you can."
Later I saw some interesting vehicles.
The other . . .
- 19F/-7C and clear for the ride in.
- 27F/-3C and still clear for the homeward ride about.