SoCS: Breathing Seasons

Breathe in Breathe out Lungs cauterized by winter’s frozen retort Stark trees bare their darkened soul Breathe in Breathe out Lungs refreshed by spring’s unprocessed reply White birch bare their newborn green Breathe in Breathe out Lungs parched by summer’s brazen song Limbs bare their sultry, layered bark Breathe in Breathe out Lungs clear and crisp by autumn’s chameleon chatter Leaves bare their red and golden hues Breathe in Breathe out Lungs expand and collapse by pages on the calendarRead more

Ride Number Three

On Sunday, I managed to get in bike ride number three. This is quite the feat considering how miserable the spring has been. Although the day was somewhat cool for June 2nd, in the mid 60’s, I put on the bike gear, filled up the water bottle, and headed out on the CB trail. Thank God it was open. Prior to Memorial Day weekend, I was driving to work one morning and passed a big electronic sign that said, “CBRead more

SoCS: Oh, the Million Things!

Straining to feel spring Restraining from vulgar sighing Straining to find calm on the job Restraining from deadline stress Straining to finish a good book Restraining from adding another to the list Straining to people-connect Restraining from silent solitude Straining from the edible desires Restraining with duct tape Straining to attend the gym Restraining from giving up the fight Straining for daily gratitude Restraining from divisive politics Straining to find the written word Restraining from not letting that go StrainingRead more

No Longer a Sign…

“She turned to the sunlight     And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor:     Winter is dead.” –A.A.Milne, “When We Were Very Young” Happy Spring to the Northern Hemisphere. Wonderful Autumn to the Southern Hemisphere. Blessed warmth to those who don’t feel the difference. This post has been brought to you by March 20, 2019, and Linda Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday. If you are wondering what One-Liner Wednesday is all about, CLICK HERE. Linda G. Hill is theRead more

SOCs: Soul vs. Sole

A warming soul Thaws into a puddle For a day Amid a sun’s swaddling Amid a cloud’s pouring Enveloped in glorious fifty And, then Ridges of a sole Hurry across frozen For a day Amid the pewter clouds Amid a snickering snowfall Enveloped in unwanted thirty Stream of Consciousness Saturday is the brainchild of author Linda G. Hill. Every Friday, Linda provides her followers with an inspiring blogger’s prompt. It can be a word or words and sometimes bonus pointsRead more

One Liner Motion

“To me, if life boils down to one thing, it’s movement. To live is to keep moving.” ~Jerry Seinfeld~ I tell my chiropractor and massage therapist a version of this often. My goal is to physically keep moving. Except when I’m sleeping. Or on a Saturday morning when a cat and cup of coffee resist the urge. But still… I desire to keep moving. Moving toward new adventures. Engaging in a healthy lifestyle. Wrapping myself in emotional health. Pushing limitsRead more

Somewhat Busy

I can’t necessarily say that I live an exciting life. I can say I live a somewhat busy life. Unlike this guy… “Sleep my little baby-oh Sleep until you waken When you wake you’ll see the world If I’m not mistaken…”  ~Neil Gaiman~ I wanted so badly to sleep Thursday morning, to stay in bed until the urge for coffee overwhelmed the need to lay prone. It may be my own fault – I’ve started reading at night [summer project]Read more

SoCS: Spoke Too Soon

It spoke too soon. Spring. The season didn’t shout loud enough on March 20th. (It was more like a whimper.) It’s been a retreating plod toward warmer weather and green grass. Last weekend, we had the worst April snowfall on record. Actually, it was a blizzard because the winds were howling as well. At times, the snow fell sideways. And blew sideways. As you noticed within my Wednesday post, I spent the entire weekend indoors and did not venture outRead more

Hanging Pictures

Natasha and I were held hostage in the apartment this past weekend. Wisconsin had an April blizzard that left around 21″ of wet, heavy snow in Appleton, under which was water and ice. Tons of white winter fun! So, we spent the weekend cooking, baking, watching TV, surfing the internet, sewing, playing with the cats, laying around, etc. Natasha braved the awful weather on Saturday to follow her daughter’s car and make sure she made it home safe. Natasha isRead more

SoCS: Old Man Aggressive

He hides in the shadow of summer Snarls with his upper lip Waits ready, anxious to pounce with Canadian cold Hostility chases away retreating geese Gives shivers to a fading tan Takes aggressive to the edge as if he were a hungry lion Old man bitterly bites a cheek or two Whirls across smooth black tar Leaves his signature of white and never wants to leave He punches spring in the gut Sends warmth to the ground Adheres himself withRead more

It’s April

Oh thou crappy snow Why are you bothering me? It’s April and I’m a fool for believing a whisper that you would be gone at the end of March You were scarce around here all winter Oh thou crappy snow Why do you show up now? Why do you torment me? Why do you scatter your white, icy, wet flakes on the ground? It’s April and I’m a fool for believing that I would be riding a bike after theRead more

SoCS: All that is good

Dear Trail, You are the picture of life, of breath You lead me past spring mud and melting snow Into summer’s green and warmth Through autumn’s colorful splendor I adore you   You are the picture of happiness and joy Your path takes me on a pleasant journey Into forests of trees and places unknown Through bright sunlight and dancing shadows I admire you   You are the picture of all that is good You take me along the pathRead more