Today's ride home was gorgeous. I saw a familiar face on the side of the road and stopped to chat for a bit...moved on, and no more than four blocks later, someone yells to me "do you want a glass of lemonade?!?!". Normally I'd just keep going, but it's the holiday weekend and I said what the heck and turned around once more for a delicious, homemade, hand squeezed lemonade with cherries and candied ginger to eat off of the bottom. She made it from scratch right in front of me. Living right on a main bicycle drag here in Portland, she continued waving people down well after I had moved on. I love this city.