One spring day, on our way back to “Here” I noticed alot of motorcycles on the road.  They were all riding in our direction.  I gave them space, as I usually do.  I’ve ridden on the back of a bike before and I could never get used to the feeling of vulnerability when cars whizzed by. 

There is a traditional looking Episocopal church just past the half-way point on the trip There and these bikers were pulling into the parking lot.  There were hundreds of riders and their bikes and as I rode by I saw the sign “Blessing of the Motorcycles Today”. 

The sign that is out there the other 364 days of the year is the one below.

Welcome them and they will come!