I chased some suicidal ducks off the street. We need a lower speed limit on Tingley and a sign saying that if you’re in a hurry to get to work, leave your house earlier so you can cruise Tingley slowly for its early morning ambiance or take a different route. However my favorite feathered family was fine. You may think you’ve seen this photo before but you haven’t–this is how they felt this morning.
The sun came out as I headed back along the bike path. Since we’ve had over 12 raindrops this week it was fresh and lovely.
A car stopped and the driver asked how to get to Lovelace. And a cat is lost–such a sad little photo and plea.
There’s a new bank one block from me. Really? We need more banks in this world? People needing more money for their work and families is not the same as adding new banks is it? But capitalism tends to confuse those two issues. And besides it is quite an ugly, or at the very least non-descript, bank. Couple blocks along and the roses are out in glorious bloom which lifts one’s spirits after contemplating the number of banks and bankers in the world.
Then a truck sped down Tingley and hit a duck as it crossed the road with its friends. Didn’t even stop to see whether it lived or not. A kindly man coming behind got the dying bird off the street and was trying to figure out if he could catch the driver of the truck but then what could he do. Truck drivers who carelessly kill things and don’t stop are likely as not have a gun tucked in here or there in the cab so a confrontation would not end well.
A woman was watering her blue flowers. I can’t remember what they’re called.
Back at my house my cactus is awake.