The Zoom of life.
Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 7:47 pm
You know instinctively when something pushes the right buttons.
It can be a ride on a harley, a quiet walk in the woods under the long shadows of twilight, or the comfort of a pleasant companion.
Right now, for this (almost.. nearly..) old man it is the common bicycle.
Tonight i rode a bicyle for a purpose. i needed to do the laundry and the nearest wash is 3 miles away and up hill.
Well, I pedalled my fat, comfortable butt up that hill and arrived; sweating.. but happy.
There is a certain "Elan" (Colin Fltecher's term) for the satisfaction of arriving under one's own power, whether it be by foot or wheel.
Okay, here is the sublime moment in an otherwise mundane journey;
Picking wild, fresh, black berries from the roadside.
This is a thing impossible from my vehicle at 40 miles per hour.
By the Gods they were... ARE (!!) the sweetest things.
The eyes open.
It can be a ride on a harley, a quiet walk in the woods under the long shadows of twilight, or the comfort of a pleasant companion.
Right now, for this (almost.. nearly..) old man it is the common bicycle.
Tonight i rode a bicyle for a purpose. i needed to do the laundry and the nearest wash is 3 miles away and up hill.
Well, I pedalled my fat, comfortable butt up that hill and arrived; sweating.. but happy.
There is a certain "Elan" (Colin Fltecher's term) for the satisfaction of arriving under one's own power, whether it be by foot or wheel.
Okay, here is the sublime moment in an otherwise mundane journey;
Picking wild, fresh, black berries from the roadside.
This is a thing impossible from my vehicle at 40 miles per hour.
By the Gods they were... ARE (!!) the sweetest things.
The eyes open.