Marjorie and Peg go back to when Jesus was in the fifth grade. Well, maybe not that far back...but far enough to have a rich, deep and lifelong friendship. She was Peg's maid of honor at our wedding. Wickedly outrageous sense of humor, muy, muy grande heart. Today was special in any way you can imagine and three others besides.
I took Claude on an 18-mile bicycle ride on the American River Trail. He was riding Zoë's recumbent (which adjusts to larger riders) and we had a blast. One of those stunning Sacramento spring days when everything is so green it almost makes your eyes hurt. Plus lots of orange poppies, purple lupen and the smell of orange blossoms and backyard barbecues wafting over the trail.
When you're measuring time by the day– or half day– receiving a fulfilling one like this is a real treasure.
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