Spring Riding

My ride to and from Faribault was a lot of fun, though now I have fried legs and a vicious, bizarre sunburn: the tops of the middle third of each arm. The skin is roughly the color of the roof of this lovely little barn along the route. From the spot where I took this picture, I could see two horses, a herd of cows, a donkey, and a bunch of chickens. It was like a Richard Scarry drawing of a farm, come to life.
Two-Toned Barn

My ride also gave me a great semi-marcelled hairdo, thanks to copious sweating and my three-vent helmet:
Helmet-Marcelled Hair

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