It started as just a leisurely ride around the neighborhood this afternoon, but somehow the weather charmed me onto a mountain trail. Who knew 30 minutes could get me somewhere quiet enough to notice for the first time what a bamboo grove sounds like, with its odd percussive crackling?
While I had a day of rest, others were working hard. Saw this on the way home…
…and worried a motorist while trying to teach myself how to take motion photos.
