Some weekends all that fits is a short bike ride. It is wood splitting and stacking season. The apples are ripe, but I haven’t gotten to applesauce yet. Our neighbors up the runway are moving out and leaving us their shop equipment. We had to upgrade the wall in our shop, and now we are starting to move pieces and say yes and no to tools.
For the bike ride, we parked at the Nashua end of the Nashua River Rail Trail and bicycled to Pepperell for ice cream. The ice cream shop was open, and they even had vanilla ice — Isaac’s favorite. Tyson turned around after ice cream. Isaac and I continued to the next road crossing before turning back.
Photos from bicycling