Our daughter and daughter-in-law treated us all to dinner last night. French Toast and Bacon. And quite delicious. I cannot remember the last time I have eaten this dish. The syrup was from Vermont and so it had to be Good.
The visit with Katie, Evie, and Max has been everything we hoped it would be. The rain let up enough for us to take a walk in the neighborhood. Evie rode her bike and Max enjoyed talking with a neighbor’s dog.
The rain finally left and I was greeted with a wonderful sight this morning. A clear sky and the waning moon in the east.
At lunch, I got out for a spin and found myself on Chase St. in an older part of Springfield. North Springfield (where Chase St. is) and Springfield were separate communities in the 1800s, but with the coming of the railroad the two communities decided to join together. I don’t know for sure, but I suspect that the street was named for Salmon P. Chase, Cabinet member under Abraham Lincoln and then Supreme Court Chief Justice. When Lincoln put him in the Supreme Court, Chase’s presidential aspirations were pushed off into the future, where they died….
Ahead of me in the bike lane (on Boonville) turned out to be a former neighbor, Brad. He was cranking it uphill on his fixie.
And finally, I enjoyed the clouds on the way home. Perhaps you will, also.
The Citizenship Lesson
And finally (again), another example of Public Art. This is next to the Hammond’s Ball Park on Trafficway here in Springfield.