Had a great chat with Alan at Mystic Market East, sandwiched between two spirited bike rides. I'm a lucky guy, to have good friends to talk with and a speedy silver bike to cruise around this beautiful Connecticut countryside on. Below is a picture taken along the ride, some shady woods and stones. 

While I was hanging with Alan, Delycia took a good walk around Mystic, but not, she said, at her usual fast pace -- just a leisurely stroll, she said. 

She passed an old cemetery  . . .

. . . and this uniquely shaped tree.

Tonight -- dinner with Jim and Ann at Water Street Cafe. I felt so close to my lovely Delycia as we sat and ate and talked with our good friends.