Gary Jackson: Fire When Ready Pottery
A Chicago potter’s somewhat slanted view of clay & play
Categories: bike, sunrise

Headed south this morning I was flying.
So quiet. So fast. Feeling strong.

When I stopped, the lake was choppy and the waves were crashing.
So much fun!

It wasn’t until I turned around to pedal home that I realized how incredibly windy
it was this morning. Let’s just say, the ride home I didn’t feel so strong..
or pedaling so fast!!!

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