Friday, April 17, 2015
Oh La La French Toast
But, alas, like so many things that seem bad at first, change just serves as a reminder of the temporary nature of life and possessions. And a reminder to me of what's really important: bike rides and the people that enjoy them.
Eight such people came to my house recently and ate some french toast. We took a small journey eastward, one of my favorite directions, on an easy forty mile fiesta. Playing plays a large part in happiness, and this day didn't skimp on it.
Six ladies and three men: a rare and novel gender ratio. Fast riders and medium-paced riders. All wearing smiles all day. It felt like a tailwinds all day.
Posted by Bicycle Kitty