Saturday, November 5, 2011

riding in november


the sudden blur -

the quickening
of the wish
to hold
and entirely sense
the fleeting
edge
of the thoroughness
of winter
is contained
completely
and minutely
inside their wind-borne fire


9 comments:

  1. I love these pictures! Time FLIES by doesn't it? You captured that perfectly, and I hope safely, from your bike.

    Happy November! Before we know it, we will be in 2012. Holy cow.

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  2. Wow, cool, impressionist photos, especially the last one... waiting a few car loads of students for a field trip today - a day of nature at RavenWood... enjoy the edge of winter!

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  3. I thought I was looking at paintings at first glance!

    Thanks for taking us on your wild ride. ;)

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  4. reya thankyou! these trees are now half-bare (a few days after these pictures were taken) having borne the brunt of a few windy days. i'm just exiting a very busy and intense period of work so i'm hoping to be able to devote a little more time to slowing down. (funny that sentence eh?!) steven

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  5. valerianna - the snow is falling a thousand miles west of me which usually translates into about a three week wait before it drops here. for the selfish sake of my riding on my bike i wish it to wait longer. for the selfish sake of my childlike joy at snow and ice i can't wait!!! steven

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  6. hello hope - this was on a morning ride into school. wildness is kept to a dull roar on those rides as more often than not. i'm still waking up while trying to stay alive!!! steven

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  7. Definitely a wild ride! Fun and exhilerating, even from the fireside! After reading that, I think that I may well be able to catch up on my blogging comments!
    I think that you will like the poem I have chosen as a Sunday Snippet.
    Additionally, I have a guest post on The Oliva Reader blog (Spangle) if you want to look at it via my blog.

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  8. hello aguja - i'm just back from a chilly early november ride through the hills just west of here. 67 km so lots of scenery and little adventures! i'll pop by and see th e sunday snippet poem you mention as well as the oliva reader blog posting. steven

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  9. Steven, you make ordinary days extraordinary - thanks for that.

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