Home, Sweet Home

Today’s ride felt like riding in my Northern home:

Bright and wide seas with heavy waves.

Strong winds.

Huge ships.

Felt like home, those green waves and the huge cloud ships above

Only that the ships were the clouds sailing the skies, and underneath the bright green waves were the grainfields waving in the winds.

But who cares – my hanseatic heart jumped with joy at the sights.