After a cup of tea, I headed out for a ride this morning. It was 37 degrees. I wore a short sleeve T, a polar fleece jacket and wind pants. By the time I returned home an hour later my jacket was unzipped and pants rolled up to my knees.
The pictures don't do justice to how beautiful is was out there this morning. They don't do justice to the sights, sounds, thoughts and emotions that I experienced. This was a typical ride and it was extraordinary.
The Prickly Pear runs fast and violent in the Spring. I am reminded that this place of so many lovely memories, for so many people has had its share of tragedy.
What kid raised in East Helena would not recognize this scene?
Hopefully my head is mostly clear of Today's fears. I am heading for some quality time with my oncologist. One would think that after all this time that I could take it in stride. No so. :)
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