Prosody

I rode through the Chesterfield valley today. In the past couple of years a glut of strip malls has sprung up where farm land used to be, and traffic has increased a lot. Behind a long stretch of shops is a new road, Edison Avenue, about two miles long, paved, striped, and not yet open to traffic. The last time I rode past it, I noticed that it looked finished, so this time I rode it. It was wonderful: two miles of quiet, smooth pavement to myself. I hope it's still closed to traffic this weekend so I can include it on my Saturday morning ride.