scenes from the bike trail

I have spent the past several mornings taking 10+ mile bike trips on sections of the local bike trail. Some fragments. everything you need to know about the family tov: a play in one scene One morning, I decided to do the part of the trail that would deposit me at the family homestead (part of which backs up to the trail). I knew my mother was out of town at a conference, having missed the memo that says you're allowed to stop working once you turn 70. I thought dad would be home, but I couldn't reach him after calling several times. So I did not stop at the house. Twenty minutes down the trail, we do this text exchange: dad: you called? me: yeah, I am on the trail by you and was going to say hi. I am in [nearest town] now dad: i am on the state land snarking some orchids. sorry i missed you. me: sorry i missed the orchids ("Snarking" is my dad's word for "photographing and documenting." I don't know why. No, he does not care that the Internet defines "snarking" totally differently.)…