Patriots' Day

A commemoration peculiar to Massachusetts and Maine, remembering the Battles of Lexington and Concord on April 19, 1775. 

I suspect it gets less play than the Glorious Fourth because our successor Powers That Be are more fond of Independence in the abstract than the actual concrete act of going out and shooting at, well, Powers That Be . . .

And of course, Monday Holiday laws mean we actually celebrate tomorrow.  A further disconnect from actual, you know, Rebellion.

(Note to pedants -- whether or not to include a possessive apostrophe in the title, and if so where, remains a controversy.)

Sunday roadkill report

Couple of measly flattened squirrels to report, one of them not even fresh.  But I can count it as this was my first run over that route since autumn.  And last week's porcupine remains remain in place.

Not actually warm out there (about 45 F when I rode out, 51 now, with breeze), but we have rain in the forecast for Tuesday and Stuff on Monday, so I pulled on the ski pants and went for a ride up to the university.  Had my annual amusement that the university apartment complex Younger Son got booted out of because it was scheduled for demolition is still standing, seven or eight years after the fact.  Now has signs on doors indicating office occupancies.

20.08 miles, 1:35:11