My Monday and Wednesday morning commutes were both uneventful but the evenings, before moonrise, have been full of wildlife sightings, mostly deer. One buck stared me down on the Main Ave fire road and didn't move aside til I was quite close, like the distance from couch to TV. I think he was mesmerized by my blinky.
Wednesday night, signs appeared on Twin Lakes Ave threatening proposed speed tables. I thought about going back and altering the signs to say "sweet jumps" instead.
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Genesis 49:16-17
"Well, well!" said Holmes, impatiently. "A good cyclist does not need a high road. The moor is intersected with paths and the moon is at the full."