the butterfly and the bumblebee
I lived in a village in Quebec for five years while I was a care partner to my mom who lived with dementia. One day in 2017, as I…
it’s almost spring
Many motorcycle riders spend most of the winter wishing it were summer. This poem is about that. it’s almost spring by susan © 2023 it’s almost spring the sun…
i’ll be glad when christmas is over
I wrote the poem below in December 2017, a little over a year after my mom died. I have shared it again each December since, when so many people…
we rode a long way, baby
“I didn’t think you’d be back,” the Ottawa Safety Council (OSC) instructor said on the morning of September 12, 2021. It was day two of the OSC M1 exit course…
dead bugs are dope
You don’t get away with much in a FB motorcycle group. I posted this pic and caption, for example, in the Ottawa Misfits Motorcycle Group: The post generated a…
surprise ride
It was November 26, 2022. I was drinking apple juice and biting into the first of three leftover Easter eggs – the little ones wrapped in various colours of…
woe is us
Poking fun at the start of the long, dark winter 😛 woe is us by susan © 2022 Listen here: Read here: woe is us november’s here with cold…
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…
14 things i’m grateful for today 22/11/07
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….
country, music and cats
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…