Sorry for the long delay in posts. I am doing well, but have not been on a bicycle seat for a number of days. I offer the following doggerel as explanation:
GREEN ROOM MUSINGS
When cycling through the countryside
And a bio break is needed
Be careful where you stop and go
This counsel should be heeded
The “Green Room” offers great relief
When nature’s call is pressing
But three leaf plants and creeping bugs
Can make the moment stressing
A hasty squat in verdant woods
Has left me red and swollen
Poison Ivy and mystery bites
Have led me to this poem
I’m off the bike these many days
No spandex ’til this passes
Prescription drugs and lots of creams
No venturing near grasses
So in my car I drive the tour
Until I have a healing
With Maine’s steep hills and winding roads
A car ride is appealing
So when you feel the need to use
The Green Room’s easy acces
Remember, stop and look around
Protect those precious assets