This weekend we spent quite a bit of time bicycling. Thirty-eight kilometers, to be exact.
Here is a little peek as to how we spent our weekend. Saturday we visited some family which live a little distance from us. It never seems so far going there and it is mostly along bike paths,over farmland and through a quaint village. It takes 17 km there and only a few hills to tackle in the beginning. Although, I always forget we have to trek another 17 to get home until I hop back on my bike. But it is still worth being able to spend time with family and every time we go, it doesn’t seem quite so far.
Yesterday when we woke up, the weather was unseasonably warm for us. As the sun was shining so bright we hopped on the bikes again and headed to a nearby town to check out a new subdivision that is being built.
Luckily, we have amazing bike paths along little creeks.
That is actually corn ready to be harvested on the right side there.
Here is a little peek at a nearby village along the way.
I enjoy these leisurely sunday rides. The air is so fresh, town fairly quiet as everything is closed this one day of the week. Just like the old days in America. People are out walking or biking like us. There is just a nice relaxing pace to end the last day of the week. Or here, Sunday is considered the first day of the week, but I will always think of it as the last.
As we got closer to home, I stopped to photograph and share my favorite part of our town. This area is practically in my back yard.
A lovely place to enjoy the sounds of the birds chirping and the occasional rooster crowing. They just harvested the corn a few days ago. This same photo would have looked totally different then.
The local train even came by. I have never gotten a photo of it before…
Finally, Happily Mr. and I. Sitting on a little bench, soaking up the sunshine. Sometimes we sit here and have great conversation but usually we just hold hands, listen to the simple sounds around us and just enjoy being together.