I realize that I have not posted much on this blog. There are some things going on at home about which I would rather not disclose that have returned me to being a caregiver.
Things are not *that bad*, but nonetheless concerning.
It has also been darned hot, classic for the Maryland ‘burbs of DC this time of year.
Spouse and I had planned…
During the “stay-at-home” order period, which here in Maryland began March 30 and technically hasn’t ended (for good reason!), I was a good schnook and did just that — stayed home!
In mid-May, restrictions began to lift slightly for activities where you did not interact with people, including being able to ride my Harley for more than running errands to get groceries or to the pharmacy. (Or go skydiving, but that’s different.)
I have been careful about following salient and prudent orders and recommendations from the Governor of Maryland who is doing a great job responding to the coronavirus pandemic and protecting the residents of my home state.
I am grateful that covidiots who reign supreme in other states are kept at bay in Maryland (so far).
During the “stay-at-home” period, I only ventured out…
Must enjoy the occasional pleasant winter day and get out for a ride on my Harley…
The average air temperature in early February where I live (Maryland, USA) usually ranges from 27F (-3C) to 47F (8C) for a high. I do not have heated gear or like to ride when it is cold, so my Harley rests in the garage, waiting for a great day like we had on February 3 when temperatures soared to 67F (19C) by noon.
Retirement has its perks, including…
Whilst most of the continental United States is experiencing rain and snow, the weather on Saturday 28 December in Maryland was unusually pleasant. Sun (though winter muted), dry, and mild with air temperatures that reached 60F (16.5C).
As I mentioned in my recent post, I have been noticing the weather forecast and giving signs at home (longing looks at my neglected Harley and deep sighing–catches the attention of the Spouse every time).
So on this fine day, I got together with some buddies and…
I want to keep this blog going, but again and again, I have run out of ideas to write about. So today’s post is a short ramble about the unusually pleasant weather and …
This time of year in the United States, we are bombarded with offers of sales on everything imaginable, including boots. Breathless boot ads with offers of 10%, 20%, 25%, or even more fill my email in-box. I often receive multiple emails from the same vendor during this four-day period.
So what did I buy? Another pair of boots?
I carved out time in my usual overloaded weekend schedule to go for a ride with long-term friends from my former motorcycle riding club. The destination was in a lovely setting in the rolling Appalachian mountains on the eastern end of what’s known as the Blue Ridge. This area is in northern Maryland and southern Pennsylvania.
Seven riders, including me, got together for this ride (which ultimately was 166 miles/267km). A sunny and warming day beckoned. However…
The old phrase says, “if you fall off a horse, you have to get right back on it,” or probably not ride again. That is very true for my husband who stopped driving when he became very ill in 2012. When his health became stable again three years later, he had lost the courage to deal with the bad drivers we have where we live what with their constant inattentiveness (hand-held cell-phone use) and generally horrible, aggressive, awful driving.
With me, while I was frightened last week when a biker rode aggressively to get past me and crashed, it was not I who crashed. But I am a bit nervous about riding again. However today…