On this July 4th holiday and all days, be the light. The way forward depends on all of us.
On this July 4th holiday and all days, be the light. The way forward depends on all of us.
I’m offering my last bike class until September. Registration required. Maximum 6 students. See details and register here.
The Coca Cola tractor trailer driver and I made eye contact. I nonverbally communicated that I and the woman with whom I was riding legally and necessarily two abreast would be turning left shortly, and […]
The gate is open and I wander in, in a way I no longer can at a garden elsewhere that used to be close to my heart that is now closed to those who don’t […]
The dirt path calls and I follow it, knowing of the other-worldly ruins and the colorful graffiti that abounds in phantasmagorical splendor just beyond. But the overgrowth is too much to bear, making me too […]
So I’m drilling holes into a piece of bamboo to make a fife, after building this year’s bamboo Rube Goldberg Machine for my summer crops to grow up and tumble down (after finding a fresh-cut […]
I texted my friend Caryn and asked if she wanted to ride, yet again. Yes, she said. 7:15 am? I asked. You know, before those in cars are up and out. Yes, she said. And […]
We are on artificial turf, folks, pretending that what we are doing as a society is good and healthy and sustainable (or knowing that what we are doing is not, and either feeling powerless to […]