Tin and I headed out for a bike ride to see Lake Ponchartrain and we rode by the bayou, through the park, along the bike path and right before we got to the lake we had a flat tire, but then we met someone, a woman and her daughter, although I already knew the daughter because Tin and I had talked to her in the play area out back of the Montessori school that Tin is going to be starting in September, so we hung out and played in the playground that she was headed to while T came to pick us up.
We ended up driving by the lake on the way home – it seems like years since I was on my bike for a Sunday ritual ride. Sigh.