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

Benched Contemplation

“Seated here in contemplations lost, my thought discovers vaster space beyond, supernal silence and unfathomed peace.”  ~Giacomo Leopardi~ The brother was home this past weekend. While we always find a craft beer or two during a visit, those visits always come with walking. Walking a county or state trail, walking downtown Appleton after a meal, walking in brewery tour, or walking through botanical gardens. (Someone has a hard time sitting for too long.) This past Saturday, we made the driveRead 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

Spring Buds

A tree may be lovelier than a poem, but it is nothing without its spring buds. The buds that bring life to the earth after a long winter. The buds that shout, “Hello! It’s time!” Time for beguiling beauty. Time for the richness of color. Time for Mother Earth to bless us with renewal. This past week, as I spent time walking on two different trails, I took note of the buds. Buds on the trees, buds on the bushes, budsRead more

February Weird

On February 22, 2017, when the normal average temperature in Northeast Wisconsin is about 29 degrees Farenheit (-1.67 C), the thermometer was reading about 62. Weird. During lunch time, I went for a walk on the trail and then sat on this bench for about 10 minutes, soaking up the sun and warmth, before heading back to the office. This was glorious, but also the last day of what was a weirdly wonderful stretch of spring-like weather. Thursday was cooler,Read more

The Trail’s Horizon

The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.  ~Christopher McCandless~ For this week’s Daily Post photo challenge, Krista encourages us to think ahead to new horizons and New Year’s resolutions. I don’t usually make resolutions on January 1st, because they tend to fall away by February or March and then I’m simply bummed andRead more

Daytime Walker

Well, I’ve got to walk to keep from sittin’, And I’m bound to keep on going’. And I’ve got one more mile to finish But I’m not gonna let ’em catch me, no, Not gonna let ’em catch the Daytime Walker.   And way too many clothes I’m wearing And the path goes on forever I’ve got one more mile to finish But I’m not gonna let them catch me, no Not gonna let ’em catch the Daytime Walker   And I’ve gone by the pointRead more

Maiden Pilgrimage

Nature never hurries. Atom by atom, little by little she achieves her work. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson~ One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.  ~William Shakespeare~ The poetry of the earth is never dead.  ~John Keats~ I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we only will tune in.  ~George Washington Carver~ On a maiden pilgrimage, down the walking path, on a warm March day, I felt Ralph,Read more

Sunset Moon

Glorious in the sky, the moon appeared. The winds from earlier in the day had softened. After a tiring day at the office, the rectangular track around the apartment complex summoned a pair of sneakers. Saucony, size 9. Anyways… Around the buildings I walked. While the sun set. I’m really not fond of the “buy this piece of property” sign that adorns the field. This would have been a prettier photo without it. Anyways… The nostrils tingle from the cold. It’sRead more

Walking, Walking, Walking…

That’s what author and fellow blogger Andra Watkins (a/k/a Accidental Cootchie Mama) has been doing since March 1st. Walking, walking, walking the 444 miles of the Natchez Trace. Fifteen miles a day in all elements of wind and weather, while mom, dad, husband and friends joined her at various points of the journey. Andra was very close to giving up at one point, but found the courage and determination to carry on. Every day, the author of “To Live Forever: TheRead more

The Age of a New Season

We often emphasize age as a number, a calculation of the days, months, and years we’ve been awake and living. Yet, as the saying goes, our age is also a mental state, a series of milestones that remind us of where we’ve been, and where we’re going. I am five years old today. A desire burns to jump into a puddle and soak the shoes on my feet; to skip down the driveway and stop to draw hopscotch squares onRead more

Natasha’s Challenge

Natasha and I have a new Saturday morning routine. We are mall walkers. Food court at 8:30 a.m. is where we meet. Natasha sets her Gym Boss, I start the pedometer on the cell phone and off we go for three laps around the inside caverns of the mall. As we solve the world’s problems and a few of our own on this walk, the colors of clothes, shoes and underwear pass us by and the undelightful smell of AbercrombieRead more