Rick got in his first major ride of the season on a real road (versus a trail) with big hills.
Let's just say I'd rather he didn't, but there's no way I could stop him. He has to ride.
This ride is about 60 miles. He packed a little lunch -- cheese, nuts, fruit and some shortbread -- for the park where he'll stop before turning back.
Here's a sight you don't see everyday -- an ice cream truck. I could hear it coming down the street.
And here's a sight I DO see everyday. This girl is loads of company!
Friends Kate and Mike stopped by for lunch on the way home from a friend's further north.
The good news was that Rick could stay a little longer during the week than usual which was a treat (scrabble and rummy games and good barbecued dinners). He also did yeoman's work around the cottage and I was of practically zero help. Can you say "grateful"? I am.
I was also luckier at the farmer's market today than I was last week. Not only these beauties...
But some very sweet, late strawberries, too. There's a whole lotta fruit-eating going on up here!
But there are signs all good summers will come to an end.
I'm not ready.
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