The Great Isis

Here in Oxford they call the Thames 'Isis'.

Today, I rode my bike alongside the gentle giant and basked in the sunlight and the respite from reading.

I wore my biking hat, I processed, I got grease on my leg, I took some pictures (obvi), I got some sun, and I breathed the crisp air that comes on the cusp of fall (alliteration).

Definitely a good choice. Cheers to the British autumn.



(I didn't mean to look like a pompous philosopher in this picture)


(the dot is my house; I went south first)






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