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how it begins
A couple of weeks ago, I spent several hours working with a bike fitter – something I never would have envisioned myself doing. I am certainly no speed-racer type, I’m not an uber high-mileage...
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bicycle games
I love creativity and fun – especially when it involves bicycles. From #30daysofbiking to #cyclingcaptuesday, I have always enjoyed the fun of bicycle games, the conversations they start, and the...
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bovine’d
It’s totally worth the slobber all over my handlebars… Tagged: bicycle, bovine, cycling, holstein, rural, slobber
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utilitaire 10 of 12: a-go-go
Riding across the Riverside Drive glass bridge in Chattanooga always gives me an imaginary sense of victory(?) over cars. I love standing on that bridge with my bike and looking down at the cars...
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small change
I leave on my bicycle and often think: same roads, same fences, same old barns, same bike, same me … nothing changes. And then I open my eyes and realize that nature, the natural world, is changing...
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caught
Riding by the old cemetery, I stop to look. I love the quiet. Stillness is broken by a rumble of thunder, wind stirs the branches. A drop of rain. Then, deluge. Sometimes you just get caught in it....
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I Love Lucy
The essence of the reddest of red-heads … I am calling her Lucy. Six months of collaborative creating which began with my bike fitter, Eddie at Cycology, to the actual fabrication of her bones by...
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her old bones
Day after day, year after year, I ride past an old grandmother. She is greying and stooped, her old bones are weathered and tired – yet she is sill beautiful, even sacred. At least to me. For many...
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the BBC
… Which, in my case, simply stands for the usual: Bikes, Barns, Cows. (Along with a dose of goldenrod thrown in – just to make me sneeze.) Happily back to wandering ways, on the cusp of fall. Life...
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grey-ness
We’ve been flirting with rain. The wintertime landscape is clouds and pale light, the grey skeletons of trees, the dull gold of winter fields. Today the temperatures dropped, and it finally feels a...
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