Thoughts all over the place and kept hitting roadblocks with work, so went out to spin the wheels in the oppressive heat to reset things. They’re putting a subdivision in on the ridge behind my house that overlooks the river flats. Some folks will have some very nice – albeit probably pricey – views. Kind of bums me out that the woods I’ve rolled around in for years will soon be populated. Fully aware of my hypocrisy, it bums me out see them mulching full grown trees to clear lots. Sigh. Progress.
Rolled around the ‘Backyard’ a bit. No one had eaten my Twizzler, so I did.
Busted out for a quick coffee along the river.
Got out for a ride in the backyard. It not all glamour and scenic vistas. Picked up a bunch of trash as well. People are dumb.
Out on a ride in my local and along the ATV trail someone had cleared a chunk of trees to provide access to a natural spring via a pipe. There was a rather nice ceramic mug on a post, presumably for passerby. Someone had taken the time and effort to set this up running off of what is definitely private property. What. A. Rad. Thing. To. Do. I wanted to write a note to say thanks, but didn’t have anything with me. I had my last Richard Sachs Twizzler with me, so I left that as a trail mojo offering to the spring owner, or next passerby. Enjoy, random person. The Universe has got you.