On my penultimate day at work I was asked about the best bike route to work from my side of town – University Avenue vs Lakeshore Path – I said Lakeshore Path, hands down.
As I walked out my back door on my ultimate day, I was greeted by the lightening sky.

As the sun rose over the lake, a Great Blue Heron, backlit, was wading in the shallows. As the sun disappeared behind the clouds, a pair of Sandhill Cranes grazed in the marsh. By 5:30 AM the sky was completely overcast. If you were still in bed, you missed it. If you slept in much later, it was a rainy day. If you were riding on University Avenue you missed sunrise over the water, heron, and cranes.
I’ve said before that retirement, like voting, should be done early and often. Having just retired (for the last time?) from the longest I’ve ever been at a job, I can say this is different. As one of my blog friends said after Saturday’s post:
I aim to find it.
You have been awarded the gold watch, the “Well done, good and faithful servant.” The benediction on your ride. Nothing better than the beauty of that.
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Actually, I wasn’t awarded the gold watch. I was awarded the gold bedpan. I have little use for a watch.
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I meant it as a metaphor… ð
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I know you know…sometimes I just like to be literal ð
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I suppose you mean that literally… ðĪŠ
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No, only figuratively.
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