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Cupcake Picnic

The day before the French Creek Iron Tour, Dr. Diarist and I went for a short ride, and stopped at a farmers’ market.

fm-bbThe amazingly capacious Brompton basket is just made for errands like this one.

fm-enIn fact, it threatens to dwarf Basil.  Argyll looks twice as slim, unencumbered as he is.

fm-ckConsuming cupcakes the day before a somewhat hilly 30 mile/48.2 km event may not have been the best strategy, but it was a tasty one.

fm-opWe had company in the form of a small opportunist.

fm-ntEvidence all over the picnic pavilion suggested that other forms of wildlife had previously been resident.  Presumably the parks department had issued the usual eviction notices.

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This was such a short ride that Dr. Diarist and I were both wearing street clothes, which is unusual for us.  Say what you will about spandex, it does make long rides far more comfortable than anything else!

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We took an unusual route back; Dr. Diarist had discovered a hidden alley neither one of us had known about.  It was paved here, but a tangled path further along, which was probably why we’d missed it.

3 replies on “Cupcake Picnic”

I had no idea, Chandra! I had to Google Batman and cupcakes to figure out that the caped crusader had been a shill for Hostess cupcakes!

Now I’m wondering: Did Batman find a tragic end in a diabetic coma? I’m not sorry that our perceptions of wholesome snacks has changed quite a bit since the days when Hostess ruled the lunch box.

Whoops, I think I’ve been more dense than I thought, Chandra — Dr. Diarist has pointed out that the shirt he’s wearing in this post is a riff on Batman. Silly me — I thought it was just a marvelous Edward Gorey drawing. Shows what I know!

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