Oatmeal, coconut shreds, cinnamon flour and more – initial preparations for apple crumble on the way ~ as is a bike ride.
New morning, new buds, enthusiasm and soon the crisp air will be warmer, and time to go cycling.
A cycle trail free of traffic. There are greetings from fellow cyclists (mainly oldies like me) and that patient, almost kindly stare of cows – farm stock long used to us, as they graze along the fence line.
New cyclists are startled with the young calves who, curious, bolt up to the fence-line to figure us out.
Back to the apple crumble. Practice, cunning, and the daring to try something new. Tempered by a ‘healthy touch of anxiety
A good balance.
Crumble done, sampled, approved.
Now to balance on the bike, the whish of tyres on gravel, spring growth
Ain’t life grand
