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Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day
Sep. 19th, 2004 02:44 pmWindy and raw out there today, temps in the 50s F and gusts to 25 mph. And spitting rain. Decided to compromise and put in a short ride rather than the usual 3-4 hour Sunday jaunt, and added the fleece jacket to my riding attire.
Besides, I got enough cardio-vascular exercise this morning, hauling 5-gallon buckets of gunk out of the basement. Old mortar, chunks of brick, mud, dead (and living) spiders, sections of the Portland Press Herald dating from June 1939, you name it. Now I'm waiting for the next layer down to dry out enough for the ShopVac to stir it. Maintaining your own personal dungeon is a PITA.
We seem to have suddenly made it into the Goldfinch AAA listings -- six or eight of the little critters at the feeder at one time, where we had been only getting one or two.
15.3 miles, 1:08:50
Besides, I got enough cardio-vascular exercise this morning, hauling 5-gallon buckets of gunk out of the basement. Old mortar, chunks of brick, mud, dead (and living) spiders, sections of the Portland Press Herald dating from June 1939, you name it. Now I'm waiting for the next layer down to dry out enough for the ShopVac to stir it. Maintaining your own personal dungeon is a PITA.
We seem to have suddenly made it into the Goldfinch AAA listings -- six or eight of the little critters at the feeder at one time, where we had been only getting one or two.
15.3 miles, 1:08:50
