At church, the new associate minister, Jessica Wright, gave the sermon. I found her sermon excellent. She took the walk-on-water story from scripture and made some good points from that foundation. I was struck when she said in her family, all sports that are about speed are the vogue.--NASCAR, Tour de France, and so forth. This was a fun counterpoint to my thinking lately, when see the virtues of pedaling slowly. She started her sermon with a story of going to see her grandparents each year in Bull Shoals Lake in northern Arkansas. I have never been there, but always wanted to go.
After church, I ate three soft chicken tacos at Taco Bueno. Then I headed home. I napped a couple of hours in the mid-afternoon. In the very late afternoon, I rode my bicycle through Glendover Park to Green Park. When Green Park turned out to be quiet, I rode side streets, crossed McDermott Road, and bicycled to Suncreek Park. I was pleased to see that I could bicycle there crossing only one main road. I typically dismount my bike when a street is really busy. During the ride, I got a good look at a Mississippi Kite. I hoped it would land on a tree nearby, but it decided to fly on. I walked my bicycle in Suncreek Park and rode home in time to watch a 7 p.m. television program.
My bicycle's front fender appears to have suffered a bit in yesterday's fall. I dislike paying bicycle shops to do repairs unless they are essential. I will try to gather the nuts, bolts and the like rig a workable solution. It's a cosmetic issue, but I like the fender's cosmetics.
At 7 we watched "My Mother and Other Strangers". My wife decided she wanted to have El Pollo Loco again. I drove to pick up her chicken avocado bowl and my 3-piece chicken with broccoli and pinto beans. I worried that I got her order wrong, but she was happy.
Our recording of "Grantchester" did not take. So we'll watch it on-line this week.
(cross-posted to DW because life is silly)
