About this time (4 days) before a race, one begins to think about the day itself. How am I going to feel on that starting line? During the swim? bike? run? A wee bit of anxiety sets in. The stock answer from anyone seeking to reassure a triathlete is, “you’ve put in the miles [in…
Dirty Face
What does it say about me that I see (mostly) the beauty in this face, and not the snot and dirt and grit? (Though I must admit I long to wipe that nose.)
The Ugly Peach
This may just be the ugliest peach in the world. But, underneath that fuzzy grizzled exterior is the peachiest flavor you could ever possibly encounter. It was grown, not in California like most of the peaches consumed in the United States, but, instead in Stonewall, Texas, a burg with a population of 469 best known…
Quick Follow-Up + Comment Policy
So many ideas for posts, so little time. So, I’ll do a quickie follow-up. Remember the blooming cactus surprise I ran across a few weeks ago? Well, here it is now… even more brightly colored, and tempting to all sorts of animals, who probably don’t need all that much encouragement to spread the seeds all…