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It was one of those mornings in South Dakota.  There was sun!  There were blue skies!  There was NO WIND!  Okay, maybe a breeze (but on a comparative basis...)  It was the perfect morning for a bike on my favorite path--with my favorite girl.  After a short stop to feed the cat (that would be Mac, and even if you're not a cat person, you would love Mac!) we headed to the bike path.  Gorgeous.  If you haven't taken the east route on the path, you have to try it.  The corn is coming.  The wildlife greets us, and it is the quickest way to I-Hop on bike!  Now, I speak of Decadance (and the capital D is not a mistake!)  I had the cinnamon roll pancakes.  Four of them on a plate, separated by layers of cinnamon sugar and topped with a cream cheese icing and enough whipped cream to make my cardiologist shudder!  They truly tasted like a cinnamon roll--just a little hotter and gooier!  Then it was home to atone for the sins of the flesh (oops, I mean the sins of the batter) and a start to landscaping the north garden.  Well, one can only do so much of a full stomach, right?  So...time to think and time to write.  Somehow I have managed to retain the wide-eyed wonder of a child.  I am able to enjoy with abandon, to giggle with ease, and to totally lose myself in the moment.  Perhaps it is because while I have aged, I have refused to grow up!  Cath says she doesn't worry about me entering my second childhood, but she's not looking forward to puberty!  Can't blame her.  Have an amazing week and always know that you are loved!