Change

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A window of opportunity
On a day that’s suppose to be cloudy.
But for two hours
The crystal clear blue sky reigned.
And I rode through the woods
Wondering about change
In me
In nature.
The trees know the cycle by which they live, Mother Nature is part of them.
We know but
Don’t really get it – how to make changes
To keep happy
To keep alive
To keep joyful.
Then, I know I’m like the bike path.
I meander through
Breathe deep
Appreciate the beauty around me
And choose to change for the better.

A Place of Home

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I’ve seen many beautiful places- some that have even made me cry because words could never describe them. But this place is a bend in a road I’ve been on so many times in my life there’s no way to count. It’s a place at home and it has been throughout this life’s journey for me. Since I was a little girl right up to my bike ride this morning, this view makes me smile with a peacefulness of home. My heart knows it.

A Meandering Afternoon Ride

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A good bike ride means different things to different people.  To me it means taking a slower pace and stopping to observe the nature I’m passing through. Catching the sunlight, finding the bird making the unusual call, knowing that the land endures long past us. Sure, sometime I have to ride a little faster to keep up with my tall, thin hubs or to out ride the rain. And the last 4 or 5 miles of a long ride HAVE to go fast cause if they don’t they may not happen at all as my aging body screams ” what the heck were you thinking!”
The glimpses of nature make it all worth it.