ride on into the next town
For some reason, this tune, which I first heard long long long before I started to ride motorcycles in 2021, popped into my head tonight. It’s “Legend of a…
For some reason, this tune, which I first heard long long long before I started to ride motorcycles in 2021, popped into my head tonight. It’s “Legend of a…
On days that are challenging, or when I’m feeling less than stellar, I find it helpful to reflect on things I am grateful for. Today was one of those days….
The black and white beauty above is my friend Judith’s cat, Oreo. Oreo is a sweetheart. Stubborn at times. But a sweetheart nevertheless. On the Sunday before Halloween, I…
Some random late-night images, which I took in the streets of Almonte toward the end of October 2022. Click on the image below to see the rest. Happy Halloween….
A tongue-in-cheek piece about fixing my front tire. under pressured by susan © 2022 Listen here: Read here: under pressured if a tire were a sentence things would…
The feeling of riding a motorcycle is hard to capture in words. The joy of doing so when Canadian autumn colours are at their most beautiful is impossible –…
Life has taken me to many amazing places around the world. But I never dreamed I would one day be riding roads near and far on a motorcycle. The…
As I said in another post, conversations I have with people (and sometimes the people themselves), inspire me to write poetry. When I had the good fortune of meeting…
“Ride home safe,” a friend messaged me. “That’s the plan!” I replied. But things didn’t go according to plan… ******* The Carleton Place Show and Shine was cancelled forty-five…