And then sometimes you’re out for a ride, you want to stop at the fancy French pastry shop to get a little something special for your boo, you hit up the bike rack, and it looks like this, sacrificed to parking lots and street construction. Oh well, it’s the thought that counts, right? I pedaled on and right and snaked up the hill, getting impatient for cooler fall weather.
What I Saw Riding My Bike Around Today 
Baltimore…home of the misdemeanor homicide and lonely bike racks.
Sitting here wondering if the smoke will ever leave and the sun will show. The largest smoke maker is predicted to last through September. And so hot relentless hot.