Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. ― Ferris Bueller
There is a committee concerned about traffic on the trail.
The speed limit is 10 mph for 4-wheelers and bicycles. Walkers and dogs have the right of way. But, there is one man who drives too fast when he thinks no one is looking. It’s a community kindness, not to single anyone out. (People who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones and all that.) This is what happens when you don’t have any police. Cyclists were given free bells as well, even though the bikes are mostly rusty one speeds. Then signs appeared, just like real ( though mini) state traffic signs. They are green and white metal and staggered like a Burma Shave ad campaign at either end of town. SLOW DOWN, YOU MOVE TOO FAST, YOU GOT TO MAKE THE MORNING LAST, BA DA-DA DA-DA DA-DA FEELING GROOVY. Is there anything more fun than this? Maybe the person who planted YOU MOVE TOO FAST next to the cemetery was aware. But I prefer to believe it is a message from the spirits of Tenakee. (Now, just try not to hum Feelin’ Groovy’ all day…)
