"…and not for five minutes will I be distracted from the wonder…"

cycling…

Uncategorized — d-ashes on June 21, 2004 at 7:18 pm

i got my bike up from brookhaven yesterday (father’s day/summer solstice was spent watching golf and eating homemade peach ice cream with the family and finished off with burgers and [adult swim] back in jackson @ jay’s)…

i took a ride this morning and another upon getting home from work this evening…the area that graham and i now live in is a great one for bike riding…i’m amazed that a neighborhood right in the middle of jackson is so quiet and biker/walker/runner friendly…one road, parallel and adjacent to 55, is busy, but for the 4 blocks from there over to ridgewood road, the area is filled with curvy streets (not your monotonous squared off grid) and a multitude of houses that provide plenty of fodder for the mind looking for portent in the random sights laid out before him @ a speed that allows for recognition, contemplation, re-evaluation, and then assimilation/storage…

cats lounge under garage-parked cars, leaning back on one shoulder and watching bemused @ all that pass them by…mockingbirds and robins make their last rounds of the evening, swooping low in front of me over the street, and i find myself thinking that it must be a favorite game of theirs, though i doubt they know that…while exploring a bit further than the morning ride took me a sudden wind, stronger than a breeze, blew away the stillness of the evening and a glance up through the trees showed grey clouds, in a slow glide like a convoy of battleships, slung low enough that i knew they were heavy with rain…i crank the bike up a gear or two and i’m getting tapped on the shoulder with the first drops of an evening shower only when i’m within sight of our garage…


i’m fairly well versed with the instrumentation of change…i attempt to thrive on it and forsake many of the trappings of a stationary life, but i find myself longing for a snapshot of jackson and my friends/family right now…not necessarily a picture, the frame couldn’t hold it all, but a shortcut to an emotion, to the idea that everything that the world has done, the sum of every single moment, has put us all right here and right now…i want to be able to remember that and visit it when it is gone, because it’s that beautiful and fleeting, and i will miss it, though i’m just as excited where the continuation of this great dance will take us…but to whoever/whatever is orchestrating the music, i would ask that you hold this one song for just a bit longer…just a little bit longer, please…

ps – a ghost is born tomorrow…get it

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