Remember when you were a kid and how you loved to sound off in front of a fan to hear the distortion in your voice? And how you’d giggle with delight?
That’s exactly what I did last night when I rode my bike through this wonderful tunnel with walls of corrugated steel. ‘Whoooooooooo!’ and ‘Wheeeeeeee!’ and ‘AHHHHHHHHHHHH!’ And then: GIGGLE!
Husband and I have rediscovered the joy and exhilaration of bicycling again. The pleasure – and freedom – of flying along the many beautiful bike trails here in the Des Moines metro area brings out the kid in me. Life is good.
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This is good. Really good. Cynics (you know who you are) — Read and Heed.
All I ask is one thing, and I’m asking this particularly of young people: please don’t be cynical. I hate cynicism, for the record, it’s my least favorite quality and it doesn’t lead anywhere. Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard and you’re kind, amazing things will happen.
I was quite a bitch in college, by all accounts. At least, that was many people’s impression of me. Not so much in high school, and not so much after, largely due to the birth of my son- but for those four years, I was pretty mean. I was FUNNY, and I wasn’t usually unkind to my people, but in general? I was quick to take offense. I was fast with a cutting comment. I’d wager my good friends spent a fair amount of time saying to outsiders…
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Old theatre seats – cast aside or on reserve for an overflow crowd? – conspicuously line the hallway of an historic downtown building.
There is a special time of day where the light is so luscious, so perfect, so golden and it sometimes takes my breath away. These wildflowers help to form a frame of sorts and, looking beyond these purple beauties, the late day sun has taken hold of the greenery. Bathed in subtle sunlight, the leaves seem to almost shimmer.