The daily commute is not all that exciting, but I find myself more aware of my surroundings than when in the truck.
I see an earlier dawn.
A Cyclist heading the wrong way.
Just south of this bridge a nice ‘crop’ of glass has sprouted in the bike lane. Being a male, I had forgotten that it was there and headed straight through it. But also being the good cyclist that I am, I put my hand down on the moving wheel to see if any shards had stuck.
I mentioned the Federow Iron and Metal building in a previous post. All that is left now is the concrete slab.