24°C (75.2°F) Jenny and I went for a long, leisurely bike ride this morning down a former rail bed. I am starting to recognize flowers, birds and trees that I hadn’t known before. Sometimes when this happens, it almost feels like they are presenting themselves to me – as if they know, now, that I will know them.

When we got back, Jenny whipped up a big breakfast of sourdough french toast drenched in maple syrup.