April 12th – Easter Sunday was so quiet as I slipped out on a changeable afternoon. Mindful of the exercise only diktat, I figured a ride around the backlanes to Little Hay and back would be acceptable.
I was shocked to note very few people about at all. I pretty much had the lanes to myself – and how beautiful they were.
The blossom, green shoots and beautiful skies made for a refreshing, rejuvenating ride that I thoroughly enjoyed.
I really do feel like I’m beginning to get that old spark back.
It’s been gone awhile, washed away in the rains of the winter, I think…