I was out on my road bike…
I thought I would do 20 miles on the highway, 10 out, 10 back.
The first few went ok, then I got to where the headwind was more,
I don’t like headwinds much, but I try to persevere,
While I was being buffeted and held back (average speed less than 15mph) by the head wind I thought of a photo I recently took of a little waterfall. In my mind I renamed it Mommy Tears, Mommy being mother earth.
Funny what one thinks of when toiling away…
After 3-4 miles I thought maybe I’ll just do a 10 mile ride, this is pretty tough…
Well I hung in there, one mile at a time, knowing I would hurt some, and knowing the downwind run would be fast,
and it was, 22mph+ is a good ride on a bike, and this was the meditative part,
no thought of song or emotion, just spinning and speed, pain be damned, the part I like.
Later I went out in the truck, hoping to get any photo, it has been a couple days, and I love the wildflowers here in the north. Then today I went out in the morning’s sweet light. The bloom is on in the rocky places from sea level to the high alpine, the well drained and warm places, right after the Mommy Tears of the past few week’s.
Here are a couple of my favorites:
Beautiful Jacob’s Ladder, little blooms to 1 inch
And smaller yet at only 1/4 inch, Kinnikinnick a member of the Heath Family
They are like tiny little bells that ring out to me in a big way everytime I see them!
The tune I thought of on my ride was Wildflower, I bet you’ve heard it.
Sometimes things just connect…