Dining Out

Janet was gone when I finally returned home this evening. On Tuesdays, she gathers with other dog-cult types and they do dog-cult type activities. I don’t understand, but support her dog activities like she doesn’t understand, but supports my ride-a-bike-twenty miles-to-town-to-get-a-cup-of-coffee activities.

Anyway, I decided to dine out this evening. I rolled out at 7:45 and went to one of my favorite spots. It was a very low traffic road with rolling pastures on both sides. On the west side, there was the evening’s main entertainment…a summer sunset with a gentle breeze and birdsong background music.

Entertainment like that makes even the most humble of meals taste better…the PBJ sandwich a little sweeter. On the way to the dining area, there were some interesting sites, including one frightening one.

It took all the courage I could muster to stroll up to this guy. He was walking down the street with a swagger, daring anyone to cross him. When I came near, he stopped and turned to face me. I snapped his portrait, didn’t ask for an autograph, and scurried back to the safety of the bike.

It was quiet, peaceful, interesting, and restful for body and mind. It just goes to show that there is dining out…and dining OUT.

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