Courtesy in Three Words

“On your left!” This is a common courtesy shout-out that bicyclists are supposed to give others on the trail system rather than silently passing and scaring the crap out of the person or persons walking or biking on the right. I’ve already noticed that this courtesy has been in short supply as the weather has turned warmer. I’m not sure if bikers are embarrassed to say those three words, if they don’t know they are supposed to say those threeRead more

#CBWC: Along the Water Trails

This week’s entry for Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge (CBWC) includes photos depicting in or on water. I’m not sure if “alongside” water counts, but it’s what I have to offer this week. When I bike or walk the local trails, I often parallel or cross water in the form of a lake, a river, a channel, or marsh. The Fox Valley area has plenty of water spaces to enjoy throughout the year. Following are a few water photosRead more

#CBWC: Candid Shots

This week’s entry for Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge (CBWC) includes Candid Shots. Join the fun of black and white photography by clicking on the link at the beginning of the post. Details and weekly themes can be found HERE.Read more

Black and White Bench

This week’s entry for Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge (CBWC) is any kind of seating. The following photos are from a 2014 camping trip with girlfriends and hike on the Ice Age Trail in northern Wisconsin. If you’d like to see the color version of the first photo and an accompanying poem, click HERE. From the Ice Age Trail Alliance: “More than 12,000 years ago, an immense flow of glacial ice sculpted a landscape of remarkable beauty across Wisconsin.Read more

Blue Skies, Wind and Stink

“In the vast emptiness of the blue, my soul rejoices listening to the soundless music of the wind.” ― Banani Ray I spent another afternoon last week at Heckrodt Preserve, getting in a daily walk and, as my mother used to say, “blowing the stink off.” I thought that always a strange thing to say since long walks tend to make me hot, sweaty and possibly stinky. I have found joy at Heckrodt on these sunshine, blue-sky days, taking in midRead more

SoCS: An Addition to the Menu

This past week was a glorious addition to a fall biking menu. Rather than normal high temperatures in the upper 40’s to low 50’s F, we have been basking in the warmth of the 60’s and low 70’s. It is the weather I had hoped for in October. It’s been a blessing as the loveliness of the outdoors has kept my mind off the national election and on to more important matters: time on the nearby state bike trails. IRead more

SoCS: An Acceptable Medium

This past week has fallen in the middle. Somewhere between a sad low and peaceful, playful highs. In the medium category. This past Monday, my beloved fur baby and Queen of the castle, Ziva, crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. She had kidney failure of the kind that could not be fixed and I was not going to let her suffer. So, I let her go, sobbed my heart out, and began to fill the hole with pieces of fond memoriesRead more

365 Revolutions

Traveling in a straight line giving way to curve Savoring smoothness of sail avoiding potholes and poop Feeling warmth of golden sol or bony dampness of drizzle Suffering under pressure, distress overcome by retreat, security A year has gone by 365 revolutions Winter, spring, summer, autumn snow, tulips, bike trails, red maple A year of never before a year of heart’s desire, emotions, expectations Gone once around the fiery blaze to a day of cake and candles Existence subjective, evolvingRead more

#SoCS: Satisfaction in Motion

Satisfaction. Every time I ride. Anywhere I go. Paved trail, city street, gravel, in a cathedral of green. Location is everything and nothing. Biking is distraction from all that is perplexing and unanswered. An affirmation of God’s and Mother Nature’s presence on earth. It is never old. Never wrong. Never an action that embraces boredom. Always wanting for anticipation and elation. A devotion that cannot be denied. The days are leaning into autumn and becoming cooler. Shorter. Autumn is aRead more

A One-Liner from Mr. Road Racer

My brother likes to text me after a bike ride and share his mileage. I always say, “That’s nice,” or “Awesome!” But, really, I’m thinking show-off! He knows I could never keep up with Mr. Road Racer. He taunts me with his biking prowess. In the end, though, I don’t really care. I prefer non-competition and enjoy bike rides as fast or slow, as long or short as I deem necessary. I prefer to enjoy the landscape, breathe in theRead more

In Truth or Fiction

What path is this? Does it head toward truth? Or remain shaded in fiction? Spirits, desire the straight and narrow of a wooded lane of earth, atmosphere, simple truth Truth that floats with conviction over darkness below giving virtuous cover to fiction Cross the bridge in honesty In knowledge, wisdom Throwing fantasy over rail’s side Fiction through lies forges mud Sucking reality into inky muck Tempting us to sink to its depth Truth is golden It has no agenda, noRead more