Hampden

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Golden Tree in Druid Hill Park By the Disc Golf Course

I had a most lovely Sunday, up early, made earlier by the time change, housekeeping and handymanning, cat snuggling, War and Peace reading (they think they’re bored and want to fight, but I have a funny feeling that’s not going to turn out well), and then a bike ride to Hampden to meet V. for brunch and some work. After doing some learning, I hopped back on the bike and zipped over to Druid Hill Park to do some leaf peeping. Continue reading →

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A Man Drinking a Beer at a Bar in Hampden

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I swear the weather is trying to trick me. It isn’t even cold, though it looks like it should be. But I bundled up, strapped on my reflector and blinky light, and sweated my way up the hill to that bar in Hampden to meet a friend for a drink. On a school night. *Gasp*. When I first moved here, this short ride would take me 20 minutes, but now it only takes 10. Good thing I don’t mind being early, but it might be time to start admitting that I can get around town by bike with some speed. Or at least I should bring something to read, like this guy. Driving? That would have taken twice as long.

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Pigeons at 36th & Roland

For some reason I had convinced myself yesterday that the weather today was going to be delightfully sunny, maybe a tiny bit cool, so when it was time to head over to Hampden for a much-needed haircut. I pulled the bike out and felt the rain, but what are you going to do, get in a car to go less/fewer than two miles? Continue reading →