riding through beavermead park in peterborough, ontario with the early morning chill of a breeze blowing from the northwest and pushing me ever so gently along, i was surprised to see how far inland the river had progressed, crossing the bike path in a couple of places . . . no matter, i rode through it and took the opportunity to take pictures of trees standing in an unfamiliar-to-them setting . . .
Hanging On No More
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