A Picasso or a Garfunkel...

[dxmachina]

Was able to do eighteen miles tonight despite the still slightly scorched lungs. That's four days in a row I've ridden, something else I hadn't done since '93. There were all sorts of kamikaze critters out there tonight, another bunny, a black cat, and a deer, who didn't so much dash out in front of me as saunter out onto the path, stand there in the opposite lane, and stare at me with amusement as I rode by. I got within a couple of feet of it, and it never even twitched. Death Bambi.

The weather's been gorgeous the last two days. The only downside is that sunset is getting sooner and sooner. It was dusk when I finished tonight. Feh.

As promised, some photos from the Peace Dale art project.