Trikes and (odd) bikes.

Since my wife, Shirley, died suddenly of cancer two years ago I have been struggling uphill. My cycling blog became a therapeutic journal. Where I recorded my recovery from the shock of my loss. The house and garden needed a lot of work. So, much of the text and images were about my "improvements" and re-socialization. My purchase of an e-bike has transformed my cycling after I passed 75. More recently I have had health problems. Hopefully I have survived to tell the tale.

8 Sept 2021

8.09.2021 Stubble stumbling.

Wednesday 8th 60F, speckled sky. Some sunshine promised.

Another walk across the stubble fields. Haze spoilt any hope of distant images.The ducks on the marsh pond were too well hidden behind the weeds on the bank. Tractors ploughed the stubble on several hills. Or sewed new seeds. A black cat risked another of its lives in crossing the road. These small details are life and death to some.

Trikes and (odd) bikes.

8 Sept 2021

8.09.2021 Stubble stumbling.

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