An Autobiographical Photo Essay in 8 Frames. I love these rides that dip in and out of nature and civilization. A great reminder of how close we are no matter how much we forget or try to distance ourselves. Headed out this morning to commune with all kinds of spirits. 1. Found myself on some…
An Autobiographical Photo Essay in 6 Frames. After this morning’s indecision, I decided, all of the above. Take the Cross Check, to the @fredfarmmarket, via God-knows-where, and have a picnic. I present the following exhibits: 1. God knows where. 2. Scenic vista 3. God knows where, with mud. Glad I didn’t clean the bike. 4. Even…
When I moved here in 2006 I discovered there were two options for a commuting route from my house, both about 15km one-way. One was on the road, the other, almost entirely on converted rail-to-trail. My policy has always been and continues to be to avoid slicing and dicing with grumpy morning folks trapped in…
So couldn’t ride the bike to work today because, reasons, but did end up getting to work super early so decided to roll a Breakfast Loop. First one ever, I believe. Fate does silly things. Came across this block on the sidewalk crossing the Westmorland Street bridge: “Expose a truth about yourself…Vulnerability is Healthy!” Ok…
“Love is……a warm puppy dog.”…when?”…your heart glows!”…what we need.” Nearby was a pile of chalk labelled “free chalk”. Sometimes people are alright. Then we drink the coffee.
Guest Breakaway Edition. Wherein I attempt – with great effort – to hold Titus’ wheel while he – on single speed – drags me – on geared Cross Check – around the Gibson Loop in Fredericton.