Was happy this morning to get out at 5:10 (finally!), when it was 62 degrees F, and, surprise, surprise, cloudy.
Sunshine or no, a lot of robins were tweeting enthusiastically.
Still, it was an effort setting out, and the beginning of the ride on Discovery II to Meadowbrook Park was a little foggy, inside and also a bit outside. Felt a pang of sadness about various examples of human frailty in my life at the moment, but also felt, right then, like there was room for it, which lent an unexpected sense of comfort. The pedaling was smooth and satisfying and felt better and better as Meadowbrook approached.
Got a shot of high McCullough Creek with early light and some fog in the background.
Noticed that there still was a lot of green and that compass plants, for one example, were not common this year, again. Is it too wet for them to thrive? Wondered whether if there were such a thing as a “typical” year for a plant.
At the Freyfogel overlook white (and the pale pink of Culver root) flowers were common–Baptisia, mountain mint–under the clouds and mist.
Rode past the playground to the edge of the park bounded by Windsor Road and noticed for the first time (after how many years?) that one of the small trees near the path was an apple.
Got a shot featuring the rosinweed, another of the stately yellow-topped species (including compass plant, cup plant, and prairie dock) of the genus Sylphium.
So was this Friday morning in July. Still cloudy but now mostly out of the fog.