It’s almost midnight as I begin to write. Snow falling. The deck is covered but the driveway and roads are merely wet. If it weren’t for a nagging respiratory infection and cough I might entertain a midnight ride. But I’m tired and my stomach is signaling its displeasure with the antibiotics I’ve been taking. So the Vespa scooter sits in the darkened garage. For days now. I can’t ride.
I get stir crazy. Especially when I’m sick. And just have to get out of the house to see something. Anything. With car keys and camera in tow I left the house this morning to meet a friend and wander a bit.Continue Reading