Cold days in March...

That cold snap has hit and temps this morning were in the 30's with a brisk wind. I was having to take Mother to the Doctor anyway but I wouldn't have been able to ride without bundling up pretty good. It is more fun to ride unencumbered than to ride in a parka! The forecast looks cold for Saturday morning. I had got Melanie to agree to say late by a few hours so I could ride the Woodland Calhoun 100 and then come to work. I doubt Paul will be interested in a cold morning ride! But who knows. I really hope we don't get a similar cold wave for the Bike Safari like we had the first few days of last year's event. That would be really uncomfortable for Bev and David.

I don't know what I will do. I may just dress warmly and try to ride anyway. The next 2 mornings are cold and I could get out and give it a try. The fact I have to begin riding so early is tough as well. If I could wait for a warm up, then it wouldn't be so bad. On the other hand, I have braved much colder temps when I was fishing, hunting, and especially when we went to Yellowstone that year!

Effigy of Grief

Effigies are used in grieving by providing a tangible representation of what has been lost, allowing a mourner to connect with who or what they've lost , which can help with the process of acceptance and emotional expression, particularly when the loss is sudden or traumatic; they can be used to focus grief and memories around a physical likeness, offering a sense of continued presence even in their absence

Spock

Spock is my favorite character in all fiction. A character who bridged the gap between two worlds and faced disdain from each. Who strove for excellence and exemplified strength, character, intelligence, and control. His nearly emotionless demeanor was a perfect foil for those who would attempt to intimidate or insult him. It was a style I would endeavor to imitate to thwart those attempting to insult, demean, or scare me in my own young life. I bought this little figure to remind me to guard against letting my defenses down and allowing emotional hurt to strike me. But I doubt my recollection of Spock will work for me again. It was the last gift from my past. Perhaps I will find another reservoir of strength.

Island Walk

I always try to help Rachael with Hubbard/Rockford if asked. They had me down for 3 days but at last minute asked for the other day. Work at Rockford is slow so working isn't hard, but not following my usual routine tired me out a bit. I still had some work I could take care of up in Cullman. Some bushhog work and other little items but the high temps held me back a bit. I did ride my bike a little and got in some of my walking in addition to some chores. Max needed to be delivered to Charlotte, SC for his drum major camp. I volunteered to take him. I was glad to be able to perform this chore for him but the long trip up and back combined with extra heavy traffic in the Atlanta are, which extended to within 30 miles of Alabama, combined to really tire me out. There had been a problem with my left rear wisdom tooth for over a year, so I decided I should get it taken care of before I wound up isolated somewhere in PEI. The extraction didn't appear to be problematic until just be...

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