back in time on a summer’s day
when your parents thought
you and your friends of all ages
were just pedaling around the block for hours
but in that time you really
explored abandoned houses and those still under construction
built your own underground fort
jumped in the mud to see if it was quicksand
left your socks behind
met a new kid
balanced on a a board going over the water to get to the other side
found a golf ball
explored the gravel pit
rolled down a hill backwards
shared snacks that fell in the dirt
had the best day ever
every single day.
“keep your children wild, don’t make them grow up too fast.”
– brooke hampton
road plan haiku
this plan gives me pause
some things better on paper
may not go as planned.
“the middle of the road is where the white line is – and that’s the worst place to drive.”
“many people are good at talking about what they are doing,
but in fact do little.
others do a lot but don’t talk about it;
they are the ones who make a community live.”
― jean vanier
spent a beautiful day downtown, only to encounter a sweet and joyful wedding party on bicycles. everyone was radiating happiness or perhaps it was the sweat glistening off of them, but no matter. and what wedding is not complete without a unicyclist in the mix, i ask you?
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies. Aristotle
Love is composed of two bodies inhabiting a single bike. Me