It sometimes is good to break away from the ordinary, go some place new. I think it was the first time I ever went to Connecticut even if I didn’t spend much time there except for in the ever so woke country around Salisbury.

Driving home you could really smell the pungent honeysuckle along the road. Some cow manure and farm smells but not so much as manuring season has passed by in favor of planting as it’s already mid May. Anacradale, Historic Farming Community the sign read. I was actually surprised how agricultural that part of Dutchess County really is – not all gentlemen farms and suburban sprawl unlike the part of Connecticut I explored.

Busing it to work as my bike is down for the week. With all the rain and the current going out, the Hudson River looks to have a very stiff current heading south. Glad I’m not on a kayak on the river today. I’ve kayaked the Hudson