I turned out the lights and just listened to an Album (more listening to the Tokyo Police Club), then went to bed, sorta early.
at the end of the ride today, in the good drizzle, I saw a horse, and went to say "Howdy".
he had quite a personality and would not hold still for a photo. He smelled good and rich, the deep type of smell: coffee grounds, peanut shells, truffles,locker room.
When I whatcha a race, cross racing, I love to watch the early races, the C's. I like to look in the faces of the riders, in the eyes, they are not empty, they are full, that is my fuel.