Had a fantastic ride home tonight.
Temperature was in the 60s, winds were light, the sky was clear and all was right in the universe.
I don't think it takes much longer to bike than to drive, but frankly, biking is so much pleasure, the extra time is well worth it. Two pre-teen girls were playing volleyball in the street on Lindale, several dogs were being walked on E and it was the kind of cool spring evening when the invention of the internal combustion engine seems like a tragic mistake.
In late August, when the air feels like this, we'll say "fall is coming." Today, what's coming seemed much nicer.
Hope I have more rides like this.