Finally got back in the saddle this afternoon.

I was looking for the fey house at the trunk of the tree someone had erected and I’d seen last autumn. I either missed it or it was removed.

It probably won’t be part of my normal bike ride. It would be better with knobby mountain bike tires instead of the hybrid set I have: there’s wet gravel covered with moss and I about dumped my bike on one of the turns as I cut through the wooded area to get from one street to another. Except in really dry summers, there’s always a hint of moisture on the path that’s minimally maintained.

Bummer about that fairy home, though.