The air hangs heavy with the buttery fragrance of magnolia. It’s almost too much when I breath in and out up hills in the heat. Flower petals spill open, as my bike pedals spill open. […]

The air hangs heavy with the buttery fragrance of magnolia. It’s almost too much when I breath in and out up hills in the heat. Flower petals spill open, as my bike pedals spill open. […]
Words flow when I’m Traveling at the Speed of Bike. There are, in fact, six poems in my book that were written while riding. And now, every issue of the free monthly BikeBloom newsletter on […]
I bear witness. It adds up. This poem-at-the-speed-of-bike is a collection of lines from signs I’ve captured as part of a street photography project. You can see them in the TikTok at the bottom of […]
I’m featuring selections from my street photography album (taken while Traveling at the Speed of Bike) that include American flags each day up until (and including) Election Day. Here’s the eighth. I took it in the […]
I can’t seem to stop visiting the thistle fluff in a magic thistle meadow I discovered over a year ago. A poem may be coming . . . If interested, six of my poems are […]
Poems happen a lot when I’m Traveling at the Speed of Bike. This one, inspired by a magnolia spilling its seeds, is one of six poems in my book. You can find it on page 139 […]
I mention in my book how I buried some friends. Every year when the hydrangeas bloom (as they are doing right now), I am reminded of one of them and this poem I wrote afterwards. […]
So I took this photo yesterday while riding my bike because a magnolia is blooming in October in Atlanta and that’s not normal. I didn’t even notice the lizard until I got home and then […]