Date: Feb. 2Mileage: 22
February mileage: 22
Temperature: 36
The huge bulk of Monday was a flurry of voices and noise that will mostly be forgotten the minute I fall asleep (very soon now.)
But there was a moment before it all when I was still on my bike, and it was early, and I followed a sucker hole south until I emerged from drizzling rain into my own private spot of sunlight. I rode laps on the beach in its window, flickering light beneath a crush of clouds. The air was as calm as springtime, and as warm as a mountain peak on a summer day. Beside sparkling tide pools I saw my shadow on Groundhog Day, and that made all the difference.
13 comments:
That's very peotic. A word painting of your day. :-)
Simple pleasures...
Not sure which I enjoy more, your writing or your photos.
Tim
After working 14 hours in an army hospital then driving 2 hours to my family's home in the Tanana valley your writing brings me peace.
Peace that others struggle for a life style and not just an existance.
Stay warm, stay dry.
Gar
Beautiful photo.
Love love love this photo!
Jill, I like your photos - it is really nice to see you in your environment - and you are technically good at it.
But your writing just blows me away.
That post, so small and so excellent.
It's a pity you want to train so much!!
^-^
so poetic!
Holy gorgeous photo.
Good photo I think your weather is better than ours Iowa -2 I don't think I would fair well in that much snow though.
congrats on the press release
http://juneauempire.com/stories/020409/loc_384638657.shtml
I'm living it in my minds eye.
very nice.
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