The title says I went on an excellent ride but it does not come close to providing you with a mental picture of the very beautiful scenery that was observed by yours truly, during said ride.
As always, I am attempting to provide information to my readers.
If I weren’t on a fixed income, I could afford a small camera to carry on these rides, which would allow me to provide visual information as to the scenery, in Texas, on the back roads.
Above we see the group of seven that were in this ride. I should note that not all seven completed the 335 mile ride, as some had other obligations (they wimped out)! In the photo from left to right are, Ray, Nick, Sam and Wayne, Click to enlarge photo.
As anyone who has been in Texas during the early spring months knows, the Blue Bonnets, along with Indian Paintbrush, are in full bloom. Riding along the back roads one could smell the wonderful aroma of the Blue bonnets, and an occasional road killed skunk! There were more flowers than dead skunks.
The above photo was taken during an unscheduled rest period as we waited for someone in a lead truck to escort us through the construction area. This is at the Colorado River and we had to ride about two miles on gravel, which was being placed as a base layer for the soon to be paved road. Before that one critic asks, yes there was a Harley in the group! Click to enlarge.
The ride began at 8:30 and ceased at 4:30 for a total of 335 miles as previously stated. I was tired and my posterior was even more tired!
Changing the subject:
The other afternoon my present spouse and I noticed that Charlie was laying in the back yard as if he had something in his paws. As we observed we learned that he did not have anything captured at that time, although there were two Robins removing bugs from the Ford Homestead yard. As we continued to observe, one of the robins was a safe distance away from the cat, but the other kept hopping around fairly close to Charley. We were not sure why one bird was acting brave, basically tempting the cat to attack, but I kind of assume, it may have been a male showing off to the female!
We did not see Charley go for the bird.
Next day as I was preparing to mow the front yard, I was picking up small sticks prior to the actual cutting of the grass. I found a dead Robin lying next to the pecan tree. Had Charlie been successful?
That evening about the 5 o’clock hour, I had assumed my usual sitting position in the old Ford’s rocker. As I sat there pondering life, I noticed a single Robin land in the pecan tree. This bird looked at me as if there had been a terrible loss in its life. Was this the partner of the dead Robin, I didn’t know. I took a photo and you may be able to determine whether this single Bird was lonely, looking for its mate!
Why are pecan trees the last to get leaves? Click to enlarge.
Lonely birds shouldn’t wait for others,
They should make a move to be a friend!
That applies to people also!
Don Ford
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