Riding And Redbud

I've been riding with Larry for a month or two.  He got a new bike.  It's been so much fun.  I'm getting my legs again.  Today we looked into League City's "master plan" for trails.  Larry called a park's representative.  We may submit something for connecting a couple trails together.

I began dreaming and went overboard.  I yacked about a bike/kayak ride all the way to Galveston Bay.  People getting out.  Music.  Bike stops.  Going to little dives.  Trails to skate parks.  No need for a car.  No more manic I-45.  I thought the church could make it happen.  I talked too much.  I finally shut up.

Ahh, Redbud.

There is so much drama here.  I could go on and on.  I love them.  I also get annoyed.  I am here.  I hope that it is a good thing that I am here, join in, am and frolic in the madness.

Sometimes it seems good.  Really good.  Other times I wonder if I've given over to simple pleasure.  Sometimes I think I'm giving.  Yesterday I wondered if this were not a blessing from Heaven.  Now I wonder if this is a trick of the devil.  Then again, it's all normal, Norman.

Catcher In The Rye
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Kids
Concerts
Texans
Refurbish
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Health
Jobs
Beer
Mothers
Brothers
Others

Crud, I'm tired.  I need to show a picture of "Budzilla" - the refurbished BBQ pit.  It's been on.  Goodness gracious.

Good night :-)