I biked to work this morning and had to break my one rule: Never gear down.

Today I did, but only one down.  Gotta draw the line somewhere.

Heading northwest, it was windy.  Turning north, it was worse.  I’m hoping it holds up until suppertime, so I can set a world record on the way home.

The painting above is called “A Windy Day in Connemara”.  I don’t know where that is, and I don’t claim to have seen large mammals flying by this morning.  But if your walls need a bit of “windy colour”, this piece is by Ted Turton.


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