It was one of those weekends where everything I wrote sounded like drivel.
So I’m doing the wise thing and going pictorial.
Traded in my fat bike for one that fits me like a glove.
This was our first time out and I’m feelin’ the bike love.
I cannot know what this time, this circumstance, a loss, a gain is going to mean to the entirety of my life. Why do I waste so much time resisting my circumstances instead of looking with eyes that see neither negative or positive but just go ahead and live each moment as though it is…
This will be another short post as it’s been a gosh, darn busy week. And I’m pooped. After the rains, some mushrooms popped up. This one looks a bit on the mutant side (and slightly obscene or is it just me?). And I’ve gotten a few more tomatoes and peppers ripening up. With the rain…
“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are… Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in my pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want,…
After discovering I have osteoporosis, I set off to find a natural course for building bones with exercise and nutrition.
It was very cool on Thanksgiving when I rode my fat bike along the Mississippi River. I stood for awhile just listening to the ice flow by, with its mysterious crunching and whooshing noise.
I’m hoping that the pain and hurt is on a bell curve and I’m hitting the peak. If so, I will soon start my journey down the other side of the bell and this will all become a more manageable ache. ~ Mary Olson Java and I ran some errands this morning, which took longer…
