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| A slice of heaven on Juggler Meadow Road, five miles from my door |
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| A commuter train rockets by the Cushman Café |
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| Waiting for a hot cup of tea to take the chill off the rainy day. Riding home, it was pouring and 48 degrees. |
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| The cup of tea -- and the musicians, on break. The woman who belongs to the elbow on the right turns out to own a tri bike with a cow-print paint job and pink pedals. |
2 comments:
Love it. I wish I could climb in there and ride.
Heal that lovely collarbone of yours and come up and ride. I know a nice motel five minutes from here.
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