Picking up pieces

Air temperature 62 F, wind southeast about 4 mph, partly cloudy. Rain forecast for this evening and overnight. Forage, then bike ride? Will this nation reach another birthday? Will I?

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Meanwhile, Public Works has taken possession of our intersection. Pavement saw, likely to be followed by backhoe. We have alternate escape routes . . .

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The problem with "Let him who is without sin cast the first stone" is that too many of the self-righteous would be picking up stones.

Tuesday roadkill/floral report

Lime trees and privet flowering, lots of hop clover and rabbits' foot clover right by the road edge, more of the purple loosestrife showing up. Cattails showing pollen flowers at the tips of their spikes. City mowing some of my prime botanizing territory.

Flat red squirrel in the next town upriver, mess of brown and white fur on the asphalt out in the bog -- species indeterminate but proper size and color for a varying hare in summer.

Got out on the bike, warmer and windier than I would prefer. Did not die.

15.33 miles, 1:22:35