Sunday Rejuvenation

Sunday is as Sunday does A beautiful gift from God above Placid waters and winter’s wheaty grass Wondering if the attempt of warmth will last Sunday is at it rests upon wooden bench While rejuvenation seeks to be quenched Take in the view, smell coming of spring Listen to geese upon their honking wing Sunday is as one day in time It’s cool, calm energy feels sublime A walk along it’s graceful edge Removes the cobwebs from life’s head SundayRead more

The Childrens’ Offer of Peace

“Did I offer peace today?” “Did I bring a smile to someone’s face? Did I say words of healing? Did I let go of my anger and resentment? Did I forgive? Did I love? These are the real questions. I must trust that the little bit of love that I sow now will bear many fruits, here in this world and the life to come.” ~Henri Nouwen~ On September 3rd, neighbor Deb and I rode the Green Circle Trail inRead more

Thursday Doors: Rest Stop

How do I top that, a trifecta for Thursday doors? How do I float your boat, and leave you wanting more?   Will the door people scowl, at this petty attempt? To engage in the challenge, with a twisted bent.   For there were two doors, that beckoned me close. Walk this way, they called, We’re not too morose!   We service the people in this little park. The ones who walk, run, bike and fish after dark.   WeRead more

Why?

Back on April 14th, I wrote about rejoicing in the first bike ride of the season. If you didn’t click on the link to that post, please do so. I only ask that you go look at the photo. Pay attention to where I am standing and the Trestle Trail bridge behind me. I’ll wait. I remember that day, when my biking buddy commented about how wonderful it was to see so many people out on the trail and in theRead more

Waiting Patiently

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn. ~Hal Borland~ Nineteen days and counting. As I snapped this photo of a bench at Fritse Park, on the shores of Little Lake Butte des Morts, I had thoughts of the comings days: Temperatures slowly warming (*fingers crossed*), snow melting (after this Tuesday’s predicted snowstorm), grass growing (once the snow melts), the promise of daffodils (if it warms up) and the maiden 2015 voyage of a mountain bike (when the grassRead more