I love old dead trees like this; the kind you see in spooky movies
Cloud patterns
Looks like the Easter Bunny passed this way.
Leg shot, with dirt
Monkey flower
So after my journey to the country, I visited the town. I needed to drop some bills off at the post office, so I cut through the colleges. While doing so I spotted some bike poloists practicing before their evening match. Very cool, and though I have known about the sport for a while, this was the first time to actually see them going at it. I declined an invitation to join them; can't imagine how many times I would fall over if I tried that. You really need some extra special bike handling skills.
Finally, to cap things off, I paid a visit to the Velo; looked at the new stock, talked about this and that. People came and went after minor fixes to their bikes; a new white saddle to match white wheels on a fixie, raise a saddle a smidge on an old French road bike. And now maybe I'll go watch some more bike polo.
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