I co-opt a famous lyric from Mr. Denver’s song, because it suits this short blog like pancakes pair with syrup. “Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong, West Virginia…”. My lovely girlfriend has a cabin in the hills of that beautiful mountainous state. Her family acquired it in the early sixties and her [...]
Do you like a good storm? I do and did even as a small boy, though I need to qualify this statement. In general, I refer not to a tornadic event or hurricane or flooding monsoon or even a dust storm…the incredible destruction they wield is appalling. But I do like what I suppose could be [...]
I start with summer. When young, I found school to be a challenge, perhaps more so than for the majority of my classmates. Sitting still was almost beyond me. It is important to note that education is extraordinarily important, and I’m no advocate of shirking personal responsibility when it comes to behavior, I mean only to [...]
I’ve written about my love of mountain biking before, but I feel the subject warranted a few more paragraphs. I saddled up again after a two-week hiatus. My two-wheeled machine was in the shop for a tune up and I had a wonderful visit with my daughter which, for me, outranks any other activity. So, I [...]
I don’t recall the genesis of my desire to purchase mountain bike, but I believe initially the intent was to cycle railbed that, in times past, had been base to tie and steel. Indeed, I started there, and enjoyed those rides, although I found myself leaving safety of gravel surface in favor of hardpack when opportunity [...]
Over the years I have driven many miles and though I’ve done my best to avoid collision with wildlife it has occurred. I wonder why squirrel reverses course or sparrow swoops just when vehicle’s proximity matches theirs. I don’t know what crosses gap between synapses of God’s creatures, but unpredictable behavior, in my opinion, is particularly [...]
Finding silence has been a challenge for me, and I think for others as well. I remember, when in the waning days of seventh grade, our teacher asked that we all be completely quiet. The windows were open as we had no air conditioning and it was unusually hot. She repeated her request several times and [...]
When a boy, I had little tolerance for sitting still, as I believe I mentioned in previous posts, whereas brother and sister would immerse themselves between the covers of book. At that time, I had no interest in this worthy endeavor. Later in life I recognized value of reading and went at it with vigor, but [...]
