We had a fierce little storm blow over us last night.
We stood outside watching the approaching dark clouds. Listening to the thunder respond to the flashes of lightning.
The dogs did not seem to share our curiosity in watching the storm roll in. The younger dog sat between us like we were her sentries against Mother Nature. The older dog vocalized his disapproval of the audacity of the storm coming into his territory repeatedly.
We were wondering how long we would be able to watch the oncoming torrent before we ourselves were chased inside. It was not long regretfully. After about ten minutes into the show someone above opened the gates and the water poured down. After being down poured upon we proceeded on with our evening routine, but found ourselves peeking out because the storm was becoming unruly.
Loose limbs were being dislodged from trees, and we were thankful we had taken the time to pick up all of the free items before it became so drafty.
Later after everything had calmed again; we went back outside to enjoy the cooler weather and the beautiful Texas sky which is always that more engrossing after a storm.
This storm for me, this particular day, was a very enjoyable one.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Bike Ride 06/19/11
We headed out for our first long ride. We were complete with our bike route trackers and our filled water bottles. We headed up a different way than usual. We tried our hand at some off road action. I think doing well on this part led us to be a bit more confident on our bikes in general.
We headed down our known path to explore finally where it ended. We past our place we knew and headed our further, eventually we hit the dead end at Cypresswood. We turned around to head back. When we hit Jones again and the place to make the circle to get back on the road the simple words flew out of my mouth. “Let’s go straight”. And we were off on our off road adventure.
We climbed up and down till we disturbed the woodland creatures. Five deer sped off into the forest; us interrupting their evening drink. One seemed to linger a little trying to decide if we were going to just continue on our way and if it was worth the effort to run. As my husband pulled out his phone to take a picture the last one decided to head in our opposite direction, following the others.
As we continued on we saw many beautiful areas tucked like hidden gems between the populace. Not knowing where we were going and the impending dark gave the ride a little bit of excitement. We followed our ears like good little survivalists, and ended up coming out just off of 249 & Cypresswood. Yet before we discovered exactly where we were our little heads popped up right at an on ramp to the freeway. How weird is it to find yourself in relation to the freeway without your car.
The journey back after we located ourselves was trying. I think because now we knew where we were, but we also knew that we were still far from home. Some of walking beside the bike was necessary. But in the end we made it home safe, and had a wonderful time.
We headed down our known path to explore finally where it ended. We past our place we knew and headed our further, eventually we hit the dead end at Cypresswood. We turned around to head back. When we hit Jones again and the place to make the circle to get back on the road the simple words flew out of my mouth. “Let’s go straight”. And we were off on our off road adventure.
We climbed up and down till we disturbed the woodland creatures. Five deer sped off into the forest; us interrupting their evening drink. One seemed to linger a little trying to decide if we were going to just continue on our way and if it was worth the effort to run. As my husband pulled out his phone to take a picture the last one decided to head in our opposite direction, following the others.
As we continued on we saw many beautiful areas tucked like hidden gems between the populace. Not knowing where we were going and the impending dark gave the ride a little bit of excitement. We followed our ears like good little survivalists, and ended up coming out just off of 249 & Cypresswood. Yet before we discovered exactly where we were our little heads popped up right at an on ramp to the freeway. How weird is it to find yourself in relation to the freeway without your car.
The journey back after we located ourselves was trying. I think because now we knew where we were, but we also knew that we were still far from home. Some of walking beside the bike was necessary. But in the end we made it home safe, and had a wonderful time.
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