Down the Street
I took my bike ride at 5:43 this morning down the street (an expression used here which can mean one block or one mile) before the dog walkers and cyclists. I stowed my camera in the basket attached to my bike, my lavender bike, that is. I wrapped it in the fleece scarf that happened to be in the basket since last fall. It’s so peaceful this time of day–no one should be sleeping at this hour.
The sun was alreadycrowning the homes along the bay giving off a not-quite-creamsicle-orangey glow on the water. See what one misses when slumbering at six?
The tide was out pretty far as you can see by the dark markings on the pilings–a spring tide, I suppose, which has nothing to do with the season but rather the alignment of the sun and the moon.
I made it to the top of the bridge with a little burn in my thighs as I had a calendar full of dinners and parties this week–too busy for boot camp much to my trainer’s dismay. So I did feel it a tad on the way up–in my cruiser, my lavender cruiser with a basket on the front.
I decided to take this shot straight into the sunlight (after having frightened off a night heron with my screechy brakes) and was lucky enough to catch a boat going by–not a great shot but I like the sparkle on the water. And if you’re still counting sheep, you’ll miss the heron.
The morning haze began to burn off and the sky reflected in the water look promisingly blue. Any summer day regardless of the weather is promising, isn’t it? One can accomplish much with extra daylight. Especially when one has a lavender bike with a basket on the front in which to carry a camera.
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