Biker Chick

I know. I stink. I abandoned the blog. In my defense, it's been abnormally pretty here -- sunny during the day, warm-ish. Temps hover around 70 for a high, which locals call "summer" and "hot." It's not hot until it's over 85 for me, so while the rest of the world runs around in tank tops and shorts, I'm the one in the long-sleeved t-shirt, capris, and sweater.

That said, I've been enjoying my time outdoors. T and I bought bikes, and I now enjoy biking on the trail near our house (which has rabbits! and turtles! and jumping fish! oh my!) and in the cemetery off the trail. The cemetery is quiet and serene and a good place for thinking. The trail goes places and makes me feel like a badass bicyclist. Go me.

Now, the cemetery is interesting for a few reasons. It's home to folks with names such as "Lust," and "Anger," and "Faust," leading me to call it "The Seven Deadly Sins" cemetery, which I find hilarious because it's a Roman Catholic cemetery.

It also contains a very unusual headstone:

Do you see what I see, or do I just have a dirty mind?