Montana Master
Join Date: Jul 2006
Location: K.C.
Posts: 11,731
M.O.C. #5980
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After the storms
It has been NASTY for the past week or so, today started out so nice, the Sun was shining, a light breeze off the ocean. I weeded around the cement strips into our site, washed the truck, and dried it off. Passer by’s warned me of my causing bad weather again, I engaged in the light banter, as we have all been sitting and peering out the windows too much.
After a shower, and a visit to our neighbor and friend, Helen, to see if all was right in her trailer. I made a list for her to buy a battery for the smoke detector, a trip to Wal*Mart to see about cell service for the phone she and her husband bought a few years ago. Sue and I worry about her, since the passing of her husband this last Summer.
I was then off for my bike ride, it had been set aside for weather reasons for a few days.
I was nice, riding again, my muscles were complaining, my knees stiff and painful, at least for the first 3 miles or so. I was wearing Jeans, a long shirt and Tee shirt, just right for the cooler weather.
I noticed how few were about, the cool weather has kept all but the adventurous inside.
I made it up the Gulf Boulevard road to the Wanna Wanna Bar, my longest stop on my bike trips.
The Sun was shining, the breeze off the ocean was cool. The bar had the wind screens up, and the 10 or so patrons were all smoking, so I got my frosty and moved to the patio, out in the breeze, (and away from the foul smoke). I saw a few shell hunters walking the beach, all bundled up and walking swiftly. Probably missing that prized shell because of the speed they were traveling.
The Sea gulls passed overhead checking to see if I was the one to throw something in the air for them, out of consideration to the bar, I did not. They have many signs posted “Do not feed the birds” can’t blame them, a nasty business a flock of birds can be….
I had my one frosty, and made my way the my bike, strapped the helmet on and started back towards home. Clouds had moved in, the wind at my back for a change, how lovely it was, to be riding with the wind, I almost felt guilty.
I was looking towards the ocean at a large ship, it’s hard to tell if they are anchored, or moving slowly, but this one was just sitting there. People say the horizon on the ocean is around 7 miles, then the curvature of the earth drops off, I always wondered how that can be, does the water run to, or fro, from that point…. Ponderous. Sometimes we just have to have faith in what ‘they ‘tell us, I guess.
I called Sue when I was around a mile from Dirty Al’s, and asked her to meet me there for a cold one, so we could hold hands and watch the Sun setting over Laguna Madre, she agreed and we did so.
The Red orb sank slowly into the Bay, the wispy clouds reflecting so beautifully, the Red colors.
I love this place so.
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