Bike Riding Again!

It was 54 degrees this morning.   After a walk with the girls, I grabbed my Flying Nun hat and headed out on Silver.  There were drips everywhere.  The frost was melting off the roofs, trees, cars and bushes.  As I rode under Oak canopy, I would get a cold drop through my Bike Helmet, on my hand, or down my neck.   It was  rather cold, but exhilarating and fun.   
      I peddled around for 10.2 miles when I decided to head for home.   I was cold and yearning for a hot cup of tea.     Cold and beautiful, but doable for a shorter time.