the drips I hear outside…

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water-drop… tell me if I can or can’t. More accurately it is a combination of the spaces between drips and a gut feeling. So, just a while ago I heard, “drip……… drip, drip ……………………..drip….” That told me I had five minutes. I put on my coat and pith of choice, mounted the saddle and headed out. It was a half hour ride. Perfect to get the circulation going. I finish my ride. Roll the bike back into the garage. Take off my coat. Sit down to blog and as I do I hear outside, “drip……………….. drip, drip…. drip, drip, drip….. ”

Opportunity offered, recognized & taken. Sometimes it pays off… sometimes it doesn’t. Today it did.

Perhaps later I’ll post some more as an edit or a new posting.