Thursday, March 25, 2010
The Joys of Stopping with Your Bicycle
When I called the Beau last evening, he was sitting on a hilltop with "Kyle" watching the sun set over the Atlanta skyline. They had met up on their bicycle commute home. It was a simple matter to ride up to Freedom Path and find a good hillside, bicycles sprawled out on the ground, the city blazing in orange and red.