iRide.2020.04.03 Discombobulation

I had a flat tire in the driveway. The day turned into a comedy of errors thereafter, although my ride, when I eventually managed to get away, was very enjoyable. The street art was wired to a fence way out in the countryside. My photo fails to do justice to the glitter that twinkled in the sunshine as I moved slightly from side to side. There was no explanation of why it was there, who put it there, and with what purpose. I should learn to accept some things just as they are and stop looking for a rational or logical exegesis for their presence.

Sand Hollow Reservoir was doing a gitche gumee sequined number as a 'shining big sea water', but I failed to catch that, too. Sometimes it is expedient to accept failure as being the most successful accomplishment we can achieve on that day. There will be other days to come.

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