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[judifilksign]

Today, Sparkle slept in a bit, but woke up bright and cheery, cuddling up to me, smiling, and asking to go on her very own bike ride.

Shortly after breakfast, I put on Sparkle's helmet, and walked and jogged along with her around the block.  I had her practice pedaling and pedaling backwards.  She has a better idea now, and can manage it when she goes slowly, but panics and steers off the road if she's going faster.  She was tuckered out after pedaling around the block in the morning sun.

I got several loads of laundry done in preparation of sending my boyos off to Boy Scout camp this coming week.  I got them packed up, but it made me good and grumpy, because I kept finding things in their room that shouldn't be there, were broken, or I needed and didn't have.

I went off on a solo evening bike ride before sunset.  I'm cross that the trailer won't fit on this bike.  I absolutely must get my bike into the shop and get it fixed up so we can ride together again.

Tonight, the clouds made the overhead a dull gray, with a few wisps of pink.  On my right, in the trees beyond the rail road tracks, cicadas sounded off.  They reminded me of a kindergarten class of students with maracas.  Loud, persistent, and impossible to ignore.  On my left, in the strip of woods and in the fields, chirped the crickets in unison.  It sounded like two high school bands competing for the cheers.

No one else on the trail tonight.  While the temperature was reasonable, it was sticky humid, and very buggy.  The bats weren't out yet, and I got bit.  I must remember the bug spray next time.

The indigo bunting dad was full into his broken wing routine both coming and going today, but he looked ever so much darker without direct sunlight on him.

I went past the first road, and over the bridge.  Lawn mowers were out in force tonight, including a John Deere tractor making hay, and making me sneeze.  I saw a deer lying down in the thicket as I passed.  I'm not sure if it was the baby or the mom, or both.  I was going fast downhill, and didn't feel like freaking them out when they were so snug and calm.  I'm trying to remember if they are near where I have seen them before, and will try to pay attention if they are "regulars" at that spot.

I chatted with my neighbors for quite a while, and my darling husband became concerned when I didn't come in after dark.  He only smiled when I told him where I'd been.  He knows me and my chatting up the world.

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[bigbumble.livejournal.com]

With luck, Sparkle is figuring out how much work you have been doing to pull her along. Good luck on getting your bicycle fixed!