It's hard to start new. But on we ride. Here are Paul and Hazel on an after-dinner swoop (a couple weeks ago) through the corn fields down yonder. Deerfield sits in the Pioneer Valley, on top of 28 feet of topsoil, surrounded by some of the richest farmland in the country. The cows are huge, and wary of bikes.Undulating, slightly burred lines -- corn and hills, plus uncertain movement of the one-handed rider (and the waning light of dusk).
Serene finish to the ride -- we rode out from the corn fields, between algae-clogged small bodies of water, beneath a luminous and swift-darkening sky. Lovely ride in the cooling air.