Always inconstant...

By bikeyPete

On a sunny morning..

Smile...

Riding along, a gentle breeze stroking my face, bird song caressing my ears, the joy of life on a sunny morning. Dew sparkles in the low sunlight, cathedrals of grass encrusted in diamonds...majestic halls for all the little bugs.

Lightweight summer fabric blowing in the wind as I peddle, no more the winter coat! At each corner I make my route, which way shall I go? Here and there I do go, in the bright sunshine.

I take full advantage of my early rise, up hours before I need to, to beat the traffic and have some me time...people often ask me why.....if you can't see it, you won't get it!

I hope you have a good day folks!

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