It was a beautiful day yesterday and I convinced Kendra to join me on a training ride. She said she would go only if we went on the Blackstone bike path, which is much safer and conveniently for her much easier than the hills around our house. On our way back to the car she squealed and stopped short on her bike when she saw a family of geese devouring what looked like an entire bag of bread someone scattered on the bike path. Fortunately that same someone didn’t also leave the bag behind.
A man, his wife, and their gorgeous firestorm life
