Raining

Weather radar no longer speak with forked tongue.  Green globs to the right of us, green globs to the left of us, green globs before us.  But not volleying and thundering, just dripping.  Forecast man says we may get sun this afternoon.

No bike ride early, anyway.

Sunday roadkill report

Two flat turtles (species indefinite) by a stream crossing on the far side of the river, one dessicated muskrat pancake just about back into town.  Not-roadkill, one woodchuck at a safe distance from traffic, surveying the Threat Condition from a sentinel prairie-dog pose.  Also a couple of cormorants flapping their way upstream.

Rain stopped, sun came out, temperature rocketed up to 60 F.  So I slathered on sunscreen and headed out on the bike, upriver and across the New Bridge that replaces last year's Bridge of Doom and back down the other side and home.  Got passed by one other cyclist, more energetic than me.  Which doesn't take much.

Usual assortment of trees in flower, including lots of poplar fluff floating in the breeze.  I grabbed a benedryl when I got home, which may short-circuit the pollen reaction...

26.16 miles, 1:59:35