A Saturday my parents would be proud of

So this morning I woke up for breakfast with the house at 8am and instead of heading back to bed afterwards, I changed into my grubby jeans and helped Penny sweep and clean the back porch and patio.  Then I swept the front porch and took pictures of Lina (the cat) getting a taste of the backyard (in the case of certain grasses, I mean this rather literally).  After lunch, I did indulge in a nap (and not my Dad’s 30 minute nap either, mine was closer to 1.5 hours), but eventually roused myself and dug my bike out of cold storage, filled its tires and rode it down to the Recyclery Collective.  There a friendly bike volunteer helped me replace my shifting cable and part of the housing, oil my chain and generally give my poor 13 year old bike a rub down.  Our efforts weren’t in vain because now my bike works smoothly and doesn’t slip as I bike.  Now time for a shower and then off to take photos at a 50th wedding anniversary.