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.
Generally, to get around in the dark I lug this thing around. The photo does not even begin to get across the hugeness of this flashlight. It’s a bummer because in order to actually do something, like drag the hose out and fill the tank, I have to keep putting the flashlight down and picking…
The morning before the wedding, Steve and I had enough time to take a short walk along the Deschutes River. I got caught up in how the sunlight was reflecting off the grass and flowers along the water.
It was a mindblowingly hot weekend for early June in Minnesota. I don’t do well with heat and humidity – I get migraines — so if this weekend’s weather was any indication of how most of the summer is going to go, I’m in big trouble. But there was some relief. And no, I didn’t…
The following is the story of my 60 mile bike ride where I focused on what my aging body can do, instead of what it can’t. Moose Lake State Park I sat down at our Moose Lake campsite after biking 32.8 miles from Hinckley to Moose Lake State Park. My knees and hips had begun…
That crazed girl improvising her music. Her poetry, dancing upon the shore, Her soul in division from itself Climbing, falling She knew not where — “A Crazed Girl”, William Butler Yeats Soul in division from itself… I can relate. To return to sanity and wholeness I’m digging in dirt, listening to birdsong, and walking. Ahhhh,…
Once again, I have a post on Vision and Verb titled “Doggone It!” on the joys and challenges of life with dog(s) that I hope you’ll check out. The above photo and the ones that follow were taken as part of an assignment for my weekly photography class where we were supposed to try different…
