It may not have been the most ambitious ride I've undertaken this year but I managed thirty kilometers never-the-less. My knee is screaming but I refuse to listen. Take two painkillers and call me in the morning. Better yet, don't call me, I'll call you.
Every time I get out to my little railway bridge I rebuild my rock cairn. For some reason it seems to be someone's mission in life to knock it down--I have therefore made it mine to rebuild it each and every time. The change in the vegetation is amazing. When I built the very first cairn back in February there was nothing green to be seen, only white and brown--it made me frown.
The sights and sounds of summer surrounded me today. Between the birds, the frogs and the insect population there was always a background synphony playing. The wetland areas seem to be full of blackbirds this year, both red-winged and yellow-headed.
Summer begins tomorrow--enjoy!
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