Photographs from a Bloy in Wisconsin
When I came across this oak leaf trapped in a large grate, it resonated with how I’ve been feeling lately. Like this leaf, sometimes I think many of us just need a strong wind to lift us up a bit, so we can carry on our way. May you find that strong wind when you need it.
Like the milkweed plant creating its seeds, we can spend a lot of energy molding and creating our future plans. Eventually though, we need to sit back, let the wind carry them where it will, and hope for the best.
A long bike ride yesterday gave me some much needed outdoor time. I’ve learned over the years that if I don’t spend enough time outside, I can start to feel out of sorts. Some people ground themselves by meditating. Being out in nature, like biking the Lower Yahara River Trail, helps me accomplish that.
View more →Today I got my first dose of the vaccine! Makes me feel like we’re starting to see a little light from the end of this pandemic tunnel.
Tunnel from the Elroy-Sparta State Trail.
Would that we could have an overpass for life’s difficult situations.
A scene from the pandemic.
Some popular Wisconsin and National parks have seen crowds of people lately, making it difficult to maintain that social distancing during the current pandemic. Hoping to avoid that, I took advantage of the nice day by driving to a lesser known spot, New Glarus Woods State Park.
View more →Yesterday I found out that I do not need surgery on my hip. Yay! I suppose I should back up and start at the beginning. Monday afternoon, I decided to take advantage of the beautiful weather and go biking on the Glacial Drumlin State Trail. I’d been out riding for almost two hours, and was heading back to the parking lot at the trail head. I was about 100 yards from the lot when I hit a patch of very loose gravel (on a turn). As I moved into the turn my bike skidded out from under me, and I landed very hard on my left hip.
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Second major winter storm we’ve had in five days. I give this most recent snowstorm a rating of 2.3/2. That’s two-point-three hours of manual labor and two ibuprofen.
Once in a while, being stuck in traffic can be a blessing. Like when it gives you a moment to notice the sun dog in the sky.