Mumbling along

Air temperature 56 F, wind SW about 5 mph, partly cloudy. Bike ride planned after the world warms up and dries off a bit.

Sunday floral report

Jewel-weed blooming in the roadside ditches, fighting it out with the purple loosestrife. Wild apples green, some of the domesticated sort showing red. Hay-fields of some working farms have been mowed and baled.

One gull, probably ring-bill, as roadkill.

Windy, a few spots of rain under threatening skies, but I got out on the bike. Did not die.

37.75 miles, 3:15:43

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Certifiably deranged.

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Why is a raven like a writing desk?

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Walk with gibbous moon.