10/10/10. still. yet.
awoke at 1730.
decided on one more bicycle ride:
the cold and snow will soon put an end to my rides.
there's something about this day.
10/10/10.
just cannot get it out of my mind.
up the road.
walls of birches.
stopped to capture
a photo
of the railroad spike
settled into its own heart.
eska creek.
holy water.
eska mountain.
facing the downward hill.
just past my poetry memorization point.
hitting the hardpan.
[where would we be without oldtimer terminology?]
stopping to smile at *you*....
thank you for joining me.
soon the snows will be coming.
soon i must put *blue* away for the winter.
but:
soon i will see you again.
Comments
xo
bicycle-riding at +44 is good practice for snowshoe'ing when it's -20.
[yesterday's quick WHEEEEEE down the hill brought to mind my early days of dog mushing in the freezing-cold weather. should've checked the windchill last evening....(smile)]
xo
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