at long last, a photo not taken by me!

notes from a grocery run

You may wonder what you were thinking, but soon that quiets down and then you forget.

You just keep going, and you'd like to keep going past the Monday holiday, past the work week with all its petty annoyances, you'd like to keep going North or South or East until sunset wherein you crack open a well-deserved beer, reflect on the beauty of the day, have a good night's sleep, wake early, eat whatever the hell you want and start going, going, going.

You can still dream.

You thank the bicycle for that.

routine, ritual and rest

sometimes, when I have a day off, a day of rest, a day like today, I miss being out at sunrise, huffing and puffing and watching the clouds and rays over the cascades.

maybe tomorrow.