As I rode along the top of the benches (and approached more sociable hours) I watched a red retriever (must’ve been crossed with a red setter) chase a pheasant out of the brush.
I almost got in on time (must do better next time). In the blurr of 5:30am I didn’t put my watch on so I don’t know what time I left but my guess is the 12 mile ride was pretty slow. I think I have enough energy to get home – so long as I don’t get stuck here too late. For once I am trying to sit down as much as possible (but I’m not managing it).
Pasta for dinner – definitely (then sit and look at the fully painted walls).