It's like talking to myself.

Blogging that is.
Well, maybe guilt will inspire you to comment? Ok. Be nice. I am sitting in the porch, my usual spot, listening to thunder rumble. It's storming all around us. I should be sleeping, tomorrow I will suffer, but today, right now i will listen to the rain, smell the rain.
Yesterday I went on another ride with the biker club. It was a beautiful day for mid September. The leaves are beginning to turn. There are lots of people who ride now, more and more. Women being a growing contingent. Fun.
Time for bed.