I visited the big bro today.
We bonded over the
Olympics - watching volleyball.
Sport is a great way to spend time when
communication is difficult. We can enjoy just being together without speaking.
Except, in Reed fashion, cursing when the outcome is not favorable.
Last month hanging with the bro- (FYI - the road burn on my face has healed.) |
Spoke again with
bother Bill, wishing him further B-Day enjoyment. He is planning a visit at the
end of the month, so hooray, I will not need to bike to Texas. Looking forward
to the forthcoming argument as to who owes whom for past sporting bets.
Of course, a sunset
bike to the harbor was in order.
Beautiful evening with wood smoke in the
air...
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