As the song goes, time makes you bolder, even children get older, and I’m getting older, too. The babies I held now hold me (photo from when I dipped my tire in the Pacific Ocean […]
Tag: mom
If I hadn’t paused to take this photo . . .
So yesterday in the sudden quiet after the international bike tour guests left and we had closed up shop, I took this photo of Attica in the old cotton-holding facility where Bicycle Tours of Atlanta […]
Alpharetta
Unbeknownst to me, my 82-year-old mom purchased and generously donated a copy of my book, Traveling at the Speed of Bike to her local library in the booming metro-Atlanta suburb-city of Alpharetta, Georgia. I believe the […]
