Indian Summer

These are the days I love: sunny, in the seventies, beautiful fall colors though they are starting to fade around here. Very windy though making my bike ride a bit tough coming back againt 20 mph headwinds. Yes I was pushed up the hills on the way out.

And in the afternoon, a trip to the park with Ms. Maya. It was too windy to take her on the bike trailer. The sad situation that I alluded to yesterday still exists. I still feel helpless knowing that someone is not making the best choices. Lecturing does no good. And in the end, it is not my life though somehow I end up having to pick up the pieces.