Tonight I saw a man riding down Central Ave. with a shopping cart tied to the back of his bicycle. It was quite picture perfect really, and I was happy to have caught it. But I imagine it must be rather difficult for him when he has to stop.

It was a nice and cool, humid semi-spring night with just the right amount of moisture in the air, and not too much heat to accompany it. I look forward to such nights - they remind me of the relaxed and lazy nights of warmer weather, when life isn't as serious or critical, and we can churn ourselves softly through the loving air. How safe and assured we feel, soothed and protected by this gentle blanket of mist.

I wish I had been riding that bicycle, it looked like it would have been a good time