The fog cats return

Air temperature 65 F, wind southeast about 5 mph, visibility .1 mile out at the airport. Supposed to heat up later, then hit us with the edge of Fay tonight and tomorrow. Bike ride?

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Phone tag game has advanced one square. Ball in their court, being passed between players. Goal not yet in sight.

Friday floral report

Usual suspects on the roadside -- white sweet clover, daisies, day lilies, St. John's wort, etc, etc, etc. Cattail heads turning brown, likewise curled dock, and some of the wild raspberries are ripening.

Roadkill limited to a couple of flat squirrels. Not-roadkill, a yearling-sized woodchuck across my path out at the airport road stub, twice. Maybe the same one, going and coming.

Rode across town and over to the airport/base, C-17 and AWACS in the visitors' parking lot. Did not die. Ride takes me over 500 miles for the year.

16.35 miles, 1:18:45

The damned human race

Today being trash day in the neighborhood, our brand new automated pickup trash bins are lined up along the streets. And I noticed on my bike ride that some people have them out backwards, in spite of the embossed lettering that says "This side toward street" . . .

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People repost things without using their brains.

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Light mist or drizzle.