10.07.2010
As Sunday was the slowest day of the Northwoods Art Tour…
and the weather was SPECTACULAR – I had a chance to take my bike out
for a ride in the afternoon. So I pedaled around some of the roads that Amy had
showed me earlier. Plus, I had a mission… as a “cordial gesture,” it was my “job”
to take over two freshly-made s’mores to the local potters just a couple miles
from Amy’s place. So I pedaled over, gave them their still-warm s’mores –
and got to see some of their pottery at the same time! And I loved his motto…
After my “special delivery,” I head out to enjoy the rolling hills, the beautiful
Fall colors and just the crisp, clean air. It was wonderful to be outside playing!
Whoo Hoo… what a ride!!!
I think it was Tracey Broome who used that quote on her blog a while back… must be a popular one!
Your pictures make me miss the Northwoods. My 7-12 grade years were spent on a farm in Northern Minnesota, about 30 miles north of Duluth. From the hill above our house, you could see the colorful trees all the way to the horizon in every direction. A multicolored carpet of trees. Now I don’t think I could take the cold… too long in the tropics.