|This picture was taken for my grandmother, who loved birds|
|Getting my creature comfort fix|
There are very few words that could describe how I felt after all of this, other than "yucky". I am the type of person who is deeply affected by my friend's downfalls. I tend to feel what they are feeling on a deep level--something I am thankful for. Sometimes, however, I need some patchwork done to keep me going. For that, I turn to three things--my bike, nature and family (blood and non blood).
|Gathering with bike friends for coffee|
Thursday, as my back was on the mend, I decided I needed some creature comforts. I headed West into the driftless zone to visit two of my favorite farms. Dreamfarm, a goat creamery outside of Cross Plains, and a client/friend's farm between Black Earth and Mazomanie. Since it's spring, baby critters are abound. Kidding is in full swing--there must have been twenty kids at Dreamfarm, piglets are learning the joy of mud, chickens are hatching and lambing is about to begin.
|Dreamfarm on Table Bluff|
These wonderful farm visits weren't the only things that patched some holes. A couple wonderful rides with close friends, a bike art show and getting to test ride new steeds from Fyxation, put me in very high spirits. Add the fact my friend came out of her cancer surgery strongly, and I got to see pictures of another friend's new baby, made me extremely happy to be alive.
|Fyxaton test ride|
|Art in Bike out|