Journal: 8/15/05

This morning I rode in the early hours, before seven, when the air was still cool from the darkness. I stayed close to home, riding up and down the hills on the silent streets behind my house. I pushed myself up the highest hills in the neighborhood, and then took pleasure in the easy rides back down. A cool front found our little town today, thank the good Lord. I think many of us felt like throwing our arms up in celebration, or running down the streets in the wonderful coolness. After three weeks of moist, oppressive heat, it was a gift to feel the almost chilly air all day. Had dinner at a friend’s tonight – on the screen porch, tender boneless chicken with a juicy sauce and fine conversation.