Wheat field

Enroute to Lincoln at the end of glorious day. My dickey knee had some chiropractic magic today. Whether it was wise to bike to a bbq? Maybe, maybe not.

It was hard to resist late afternoon with a warm breeze. The countryside is a completely different than when I'm speeding through, enclosed in metal.

Today's gratitude: For the promise of laughter, food, and gin with friends.