Mixed prospect

Gray comes and goes.  Humidity up.  Younger Son and Girlfriend depart later this morning.  This interferes with a morning bike ride, which may not be possible later -- showers and thundershowers in the forecast.  We shall see.

LJ Format Grumble

Okay, yet again somebody has posted something on my "friends list" that totally fucks the display line-length.  Have to scroll halfway to New Hampshire in order to read each line, then back again to start the next . . .

...the right of the people to keep and bear arms...

In an amazing leap of judicial daring, the US Supreme Court has decided that yes, indeed, the Bill of Rights was intended to limit the powers of Government.  Who'd have thought it?

Thursday roadkill report

Gray squirrel, red squirrel, couple of chipmunks, woodchuck.  Hamlet for the sciuridae -- everybody dies.  The woodchuck committed suicide sometime between my ride out on Mount Hope and my return -- Wife has declined the offer of fresh meat for tonight's stew.

Clouds look like they are getting organized and electing union reps, but no rain or thunder yet.  Warm and damp, light wind.  Not ideal bike weather, but forecast is for MOTS right into next week.

Haying started in a couple of fields, wild roses blooming in forest and bog.

"So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me
"Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea."

15.30 miles, 1:06:20