On this Sunday of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. weekend, we were going to brave the weather and either ride Kings Mountain in San Mateo or hit the trails in the Marin Headlands.
Through the night, I slept lightly, waiting for the sound of rain. I was looking forward to riding, but if the rain came down, I wouldn’t mind sleeping in either. The night only teased us with sporadic trickling, and I woke up several times in the early morning. The streets were wet, but it was not raining.
I kept busy checking the weather reports online, made scones and a coffee cake, and enjoyed a cup of coffee. The city looks gray, but there is not the rain and wind that the weather reports predicted. Oh well, some days are good for being an iron man, others are good for butter, sugar and a jolt of caffeine.
Cheers!
Scones in the morning