Sunday, April 4, 2010

Mossy rock 

A day off leads to expected haunts without leaving the city. There's a lot to see if you scale the view. Adjust the fine focus and take another look.

Somedays, 50 degrees and blustery is a prescription for stopping to smell the roses,  if there were any blooming roses to sniff. I settled for brackish breezes giving me a crisp lash to the cheek at this stop.

Happy Easter is a little bit glib - Holy Easter? 

If you go for a ride today, relish it.

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