Saturday, July 23, 2016

lily pads

it was a pretty warm day for riding. so i took extra water, 
and stopped every time i saw something that was beautiful!

Friday, July 22, 2016

Thursday, July 21, 2016


this moment . . . a thistle so vibrant in a sea of queen anne's lace . . . captures my experiencing of this day . . . a warm and abundant day . . . lots and lots of pretty much everything. i began my day by stopping at the Silver Bean CafĂ© to pick up a little pile of giant cookies for an early morning tea party i was to share with seven (four-to-seven year old) girls and their yoga/dance/drama/art /music teacher at The Hummingbird Academy. it was loud, lots and lots of laughter, and for me - super-fun, and so very reminding of the lovely innocence and clear insights of little children. 
from there i rode my bike to lakefield and back . . . a hot hot ride for sure, but oh so gorgeous! in the afternoon i got to head back the hummingbird to share time with the little gang of girls as they painted. i'll post pics of that event later.

Wednesday, July 20, 2016


i'm riding each and every day. reconnecting my body, my head, and my heart. 
an ojibwe friend of mine - lorenzo whetung - told me years ago that my rides are where i go to experience what he releases and receives in a sweat lodge. (nawww, not just sweat!) 
today, i caught myself flying, with the wind pushing me and the sky so very big and filled with the sort of clouds that take my eyes off the road and i knew that i had to stop. 
just stop. 
so i did, and spent time beside this beautiful river . . . 
stopping. it's under-rated . . . .

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

see what it's got

some people see skies that are "threatening" and cancel whatever outdoor event they are planning.

it's just like life . . . ride into the storm not away from it . . . see what it's got!!!

a morning ride . . .

no it didn't rain . . . !!

Monday, July 18, 2016


sid stands watch over the comings and goings on the sidewalk in front of my home . . .

Sunday, July 17, 2016

under changeable skies

a beautiful ride with my friend kris took place under changeable skies . . .
great white, grey and sometimes dark clouds drifted overhead . . . .