What a wonderful weekend. I had a great time living! How joyful to just be alive.
Saturday I went to a photography exhibit on Cuba. It was wonderful talking to the photographers about their experiences and trading adventures (I was there early 2016) of how the country has changed, in a year no less.
Early Sunday morning we walked to town for a cup of coffee before the day really got going and Jerry Rice (yes, that Jerry Rice) greeted me as we’re walking down the street. Can’t say that that happens very often!
Later in the day I went for a bike ride with out any winter clothing. How freeing! The sun was out and the air was calm. My pillow around the center is now gone. No more padding to get in the way of riding. I’m now at the point where I need to eat to keep from getting hungry again.
Yes, I’m sooo glad to be here!
