Road Rash

“That’s a great way to stop traffic.” –much older man on a bike “Um, that’s a weird thing to say.” “No, it’s really not.” “Yeah, that really isn’t cool.” “Whatever.  Later.” ::gallantly rides off into the night:: This heartening exchange happened at 8:30pm on Saturday night, way out east on the Springwater Corridor as I was…

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The Dream Time

This time of year is said to come in like a lion.  For me, it also floats by like a dream.  Not a sweet day dream, but a real dream with mysteries, breaks from reality, and bits of magic.  Time is manipulated in strange ways where normal tasks seem to take hours longer than they…

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