Lynley, Aunt Linda, Jessica, and I all went for a ride on the Katy Trail a couple of Friday’s ago. The Rocheport trail is our favorite spot, with the bluffs, the river, and the trees– it’s just biking heaven. I almost rode over 2 snakes, 5 tiny toads and 1 very tiny turtle (my new power animal I think). Good job saving the turtle, Lyn-lyn.

After an hour and half on the trail we stopped by a local eatery, Abigail’s. Linda said the food would be wonderful and not only was that true, the restaurant was full of kitschy mobiles and bicycling stuff. I loved it! Finding outstanding food in little towns can be like finding a needle in a haystack, but it’s so worth the search (nothing against little towns at all…just saying).

Note bike rims as pots and pans holders and Linda humoring me.

Before lunch we used our limited table crayons to draw things we wanted on the paper table-cloth. Lynley drew chips and dip and a picnic, Jessica drew kale and her hammock, Linda had Jessica draw her a cowboy (some specifics: brown boots and a “My baby rocks a beer gut” as his cell phone ring– I know TMI).

I drew…

Raspberry Pie with Blueberry Ice Cream

That’s really all I want: to write, to be content, to love my honey, and eat homemade pie (with ice cream whenever possible). It’s kind of nice to actually know what you want in life and to see it represented in crayon after a perfect bike ride.

For lunch I ordered the Seacake (salmon, cod, and crab) with fresh tomatoes on a spring salad. Yum. (bread too).

Helmet hair.

Lynley and Linda split a pretzel bun turkey sandwich and Jessica had a turkey quesadilla minus the cheese.

For dessert, they did NOT have any raspberry pie with blueberry ice cream. They did have blueberry pie with a coconut cream drizzled on the plate. I know it wasn’t exactly what I wanted, but there’s time for all kinds of pie in this life and not enough time like this with my family.