autumnal offer:
a windy, sunny lunch stroll
in my favorite park
Denver
Silver Lining Lunch Date
Introverted Beauty
Call to Prayer
it isn’t church,
but a Sunday morning sunshine ride–
a line of bikes glistening in waning summer heat,
with shout-outs as loud as a preacher who
calls his parishioners to God:
Bike up!
Bike back!
Slowing!
Gravel on the path!
Car up!
Clear!
the words trickle down the line,
heated breaths repeating them
so loud that even prairie dogs
stand at attention to hear.
and we wrap ourselves
in blue-sky calorie burning
led by a fast-paced 78-year-old man,
just as forgiving for our
missed turns and flat tires
as the best of His missionaries.
Rediscovering Respect
Turning Ten
For Your 39th: Solitude
celebrating us
with a long walk in the woods
(away from it all)

silence is golden
when resting feet at sunset
(your birthday present)

the breeze reminds me:
i drove twenty-one hours
to find this beauty

better than the beach:
that grin on your face; these views;
hard-earned sore muscles

thank you for crazy–
(the long drive, the longer walk,
another “us” year)























