Wednesday the 4th

Another sunny morning. You have to get up early to beat the sun, and I did, by about fifteen minutes. I watched the return of the two journalists from North Korea, at least until the aircraft entered the hanger, then I left.

I rode over to the San Carlos library and returned three books. Then over to Harry Griffin park Finally took a picture of this Quonset hut. I always wanted to live in a Quonset hut. And a tree house. And a castle. And a cave.

But I digress.

Huell Howser did a bit about Quonset huts, even.



And here is one that got a Southern Home Award!

But enough of that.

I picked up a big rock over on the rocky road, and headed home. Found a frog in the middle of the road. Picked it up, too, and brought it home.



I guess it's called fill or paint bucket, whatever, but it sure worked well for a change.

What a sad-looking frog! It's an official Disney-licensed product, I have no idea what for.

Put another ten-plus miles on the odometer today, that brings it to 21.54, I think it was.

Oiled the chains on both bikes yesterday. I'm thinking I should replace the Schwinn chain soon, it has around 2,500 miles on it. A preemptive strike, as it were, so it doesn't get as bad as the Jamis chain!