Monday notes.

In an effort to get my iron up, I cooked up some chicken hearts for dinner, and iron concerns aside, I need to do that more often. Absolutely delicious little meat nuggets.

Between the well-rated air quality and the generally nice weather, I took an afternoon bike ride for the first time in a couple of weeks. I've missed out on juneberries, but it's not quite too late for wild raspberries. The few I got were delightful - that sweet-tart burst and then the seeds for snapping between my teeth. We're due for rain here later this week, so it's only a guess if I'll make it out for another one soon, and it was a good reminder how much I enjoy those rides. For getting some fresh air, for getting to look at objects at a great distance, for figuring out story beats. And sometimes for foraging.

Also of note was having some bird poop fall onto my arm just as I passed under a tree. Thankfully, I was about five minutes from a public bathroom, and also thankfully, at least it was just on my arm and not my pants.