I was out at the observatory on Monday doing what I usually do. Cutting grass. I cut it before teaching at the folk school so in less than two weeks it had grown about two feet. Four hours in 95 degree heat and I was whooped. To whooped to even do much observing on the first clear night in months. I think I'm going to start going out for observing then cut the grass the next day (duh).
I think I'm going to be back in the cycling world by this weekend. Linda got tired of me moaning every time I walked through the garage and looked at my bicycle. So last week we went to a bicycle shop in Augusta and looked at recumbent trikes. Why a recumbent trike? Easy, it's much more difficult to fall off a tricycle than a bicycle. After a week of trying to get over 'sticker shock' I finally ordered a Catrike Villager. Linda wanted me to get an electric pedal assist trike in case I started having some problems while out riding but I felt I was still to macho for a pedal assist. We'll see how it goes (she's probably right, as usual).
I have two photos this week. The first is of some pretty shoals near Leatherwood falls in North Carolina. The second photo is a B&W conversion of an approaching storm at the John C Campbell Folk School.