To the attentive eye, each moment of the year has its own beauty, and in the same field, it beholds, every hour, a picture which was never seen before and which shall never be seen again.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Road ride today. I wan’t quite confident in the weather to be rain-free. So no pannier, no dry bag, and hence – no DSLR today, just the pocket point-and-shoot Lumix. Which I came to regret, because my eyes were popping … the fields were amazing today. On fire with red clover and yellow buttercups. And a few daisies.
A pretty peaceful and quiet ride, one that I wished I could have extended a few miles longer. But it was another tennis day for Grant, and against one of the tougher teams in the district, so I really wanted to be there to cheer them on. (Guess I didn’t cheer loud enough; defeat.) 😦
I’ll leave the rest of the ride story to the pictures … not much I can really say. The fields – you’d just have to see it; photos could never capture the scope of the endless color.
Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers and laid entwined together on a bed of clover and left there to sleep, left there to dream of their happiness.
~ Conor Oberst