Well, yesterday I Tandy Hill hiked and the day before I rolled in Gateway Park.
Today I opened my food cooling device to see I needed some vittles that I usually acquire at ALDI.
So, I decided to go biking with the Indian Ghosts who haunt Arlington's Village Creek Natural Historical Area.
Above that would be my bike's handlebars next to a picnic table over looking the Village Creek Green Bayou Overlook.
Below you can walk with me to the Green Bayou Overlook via video.
Today's bike ride began with a little drama. As a young lady rolled towards me I could see she was a bit agitated. She stopped me due to thinking she needed to warn me that a large copperhead snake was slithering on the trail a short distance ahead of me.
I thanked her for the warning, then continued with my rolling. I saw no snake.
Earlier in the month I had a snake encounter on the middle of the Village Creek dam bridge.
Today on the dam bridge a man and woman were using a long pole with a gripper on its end to grip some of the litter that has piled up behind the dam bridge. I'd never seen that happen before. The pair had filled a pair of large garbage bags with litter.
Since I have been in Texas I have rarely seen anyone but myself pick up litter. And today it happened twice.
As I exited the Albertsons parking lot to turn on to Boca Raton Boulevard I saw a woman picking up some of that litter I mentioned a couple days ago that was littering the route I walk to Albertsons. The woman seemed to be selective about the litter she was selecting, as in it seemed from what I saw that it was cans and bottles which were being selected.
In the below video, in addition to my James Earl Jones-like narration, you can hear cicadas make their jungle drum noise. Is there anyone who does not like the singing cicadas?
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