I was biking around the nearest lake tonight. It’s a small lake really. It was calm. The ducks were on the lake. The temperature was in the high 80s. The breeze was light. It wasn’t too hot. It wasn’t cool. It was just nice.
It’s not near most of the stores that I go to, so I have to purposely bike there, several miles. It is near to one of the big stores I go to; so every time I go there during good weather, I try to make sure that I bike around the lake a time or two before going to the store.
Nothing big happened tonight. No big revelations happened. Really the lake does very little for me. I like looking out across the calm blue water, at the one open water area.
The Littles, however, love to go to the nearest lake. They often mention the nine baby ducks that we saw in the spring, just like a mother duck had last year, nine babies. The Littles love biking around the lake, to them it is bliss. I don’t really know exactly what it is that they love. The feeling that I get from them is just that they love biking always and biking around a lake is extra special to them.
So I went to the lake. And we biked around it. They were very happy. And that is why I do it.