Summer

This was the quintessential summer weekend.
It lasted three days, and the weather was spectacular.I rode a beautiful trail on Saturday, then

washed off the mud and sweat, and drank
a couple of cold beers by a campfire
before enjoying a cool, breezy night of sleep.Then I left the bike behind when my daughter

persuaded me to spend a few hours
doing that thing that's so popular
with people who don't have bikes. Let's see,
what do they call it again? Oh, yeah, hiking.

By the time we got home and unpacked our stuff,
and I mowed the neglected lawn, a friend
was sitting on our front porch telling me
to get in the shower and wash off the stink,
because we were taking the girls
to a Mexican restaurant for dinner.

I'll raise a margarita glass to that.