This spring I have delighted in traveling mile after mile of quiet county roads by bike. On one recent ride I was surprised by the incredible quantity of water washing about in all directions. I rode north from the Lake, and crested the hill to fields and forests suddenly unlocked from winter’s grip.
So it’s Mother’s Day! Time to celebrate the only person willing to buy and wash your underwear, cook your oatmeal to the perfect consistency (mud), and then throw all your baseball cards into the trash while you’re out playing on the railroad tracks. Mom, I love you!
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