Tag Archives: bicycling

On The Road to Damascus

    On this mini-vacation we took advantage of every benefit that retirement offers.  That is, we left home on a Monday and avoided all the summertime, weekend traffic.   We drove east from our home in the Kanawha Valley in … Continue reading

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Hot Fun in The Summertime

  When I began this blog I had in mind to write regularly about home repair and primal diet and exercise.  If you’ve followed me here at all, you know it has not worked out that way; that, far and … Continue reading

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Afternoon Poem, March 21, 2017

.   Go to the old roads, the narrow pavements That run beside the creeks Top the ridges of the hills and drop and glide as The world opens into great bowls of green Of meadow and forest. Where some … Continue reading

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evening post, November 9, 2016

A Modern Psalm Oh, Lord, why do I chafe against rest And fight against silence Like a wrestler pressing for advantage Or pulling for escape With all his might?   I labor to fill the open hours Hours thou hast … Continue reading

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morning poem, November 8, 2016

    This morning there is traffic on the river The first boat pushes a barge of coal At the first lock the station man opens the gate And the barge floats in like a cloud It’s hollow thud against … Continue reading

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morning poem, November 6, 2016

    Modern poetry Has a beat Inhale the earth And exhale speech   Modern poetry Don’t have form But shadows cold And sunlight warm   Modern poetry Don’t have rhyme It looks for sounds And counts the time   … Continue reading

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evening post, November 5, 2016

“Yes, I know that I could get out.  I could even sell my house here and just travel back and forth from Florida to the mountains here with the seasons.  And I think that I could learn to love that, … Continue reading

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Morning Poem, November 2, 2016

      Frost   Every blade of grass Stands at rigid attention White topped and edged. The morning mist is heavy and low And rolls in the long-angled sunlight Like the Spirit brooding over the waters There is no … Continue reading

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Learning to Glide

    I’ve ridden bicycles all of my life.  But a set of fortunate circumstances – including available time, beautiful weather, a first-rate bicycle and a good riding partner – have resulted in my spending more time and miles on two … Continue reading

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afternoon post, September 9, 2015

. This morning we began our trail ride at Beard, West Virginia. There is little to identify the place now, only a few houses, a chapel now converted to a residence and a kiosk-sign posting a few pictures of what … Continue reading

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