Thursday, July 16, 2009
A Picturesque Bike Ride, Part Three
This exercise in moderation was forced on me. As I created this post, I was blocked from adding more photos. I don't understand why since I was allowed to present several more on previous days. I reckon I'm not the only temperamental entity around these parts!
So unfortunately, my friends, I'm not done cramming photos down your throats yet. Part Four will soon follow. Permit me to say it for you: Sheesh, Shaddy!
Hey, Sheesh, Shaddy. That's catchy; a name for my book? What book? Who knows, maybe there will be a book in my future, more likely now that I've stumbled upon a name for it. That's how I make decisions. I stumble, hit my head and voila, an instant decision comes to me after I come to.
I bet you think I'm kidding about the stumbling thing. Trust me, I'm not. Two nights ago, I made my way to bed while I was rubbing my itchy eyes, both eyes at the same time as I was walking. Duh! I miscalculated a corner and I hit my head on the wall and now have a black eye.
I'll snap a photo of my bruised eye when I get a chance and I'll post it with Part Four of my bike ride series. My right eye isn't pretty, although the ever-changing colors are quite attractive, that is, if you like green, purple and yellow. Life for me after turning sixty is simply chock full of wonderful, and not so wonderful, surprises.