I set out with big intentions today, but the cold that I’ve been denying for a couple days finally kept me to a day in the office and then home again. I needed some groceries before sequestering myself on the couch for a movie. I rode down Arabella headed to the fancy grocery store, and stopped to take a picture of this small cemetery at Arabella and Garfield. I meant to take a picture of all the old headstones lined up against their crypts on the outer ring of the cemetery. I’m not sure how old they are, but the Gates of Prayer cemetery opened a long time ago, in 1853, as one of the city’s Hebrew cemeteries. There’s a history here that I’d like to know more about. But I’m a bit under the weather to talk about that tonight. I’ve just enough energy to tell you that the sky was brilliant this late afternoon following a day of wicked downpours. I love the way the clouds stretch out like this. And I love living in a city where this is my view as I pedal slowly home on a Friday afternoon.