A Very Good Day
Yesterday was a very good day. I wasn't able to accomplish all I had planned but that was only because I had created an unreasonable plan. I was still a very good day. One main element was a ride my sweet husband and I took. Our youngest son, who will be 20 in a few days, is back home for a time to make some bucks for school. He went with us.
We simply rode for about 2 1/2 hours - south to Mustang, west to Cogar, took the somewhat winding "Puppy Road" to Hinton, north to Rt 66, east thru Bridgeport, El Reno & Yukon, then south to our home. It was colder than we had anticipated though we had dressed very warmly. The sun was hidden for most of the trip and the surrounding countryside was to often blackened by previous fires. But, it was a good ride.
Riding, even in the cold, is such a great way to focus on today - the here and now. The sights, the fragrances, the play of light on the trees and grasses. It is easier, on a motorcycle, to feel a part of one's environment than it is in an enclosed vehicle. And, as the description of my blog states, life is all the more fulfilling when you are with those you love.
On our way back east along Rt 66, the sun came out of the clouds an made the world golden-hued. I was listening to music and would occasionally banter a bit with Matt. Nick was wired in to hear us, and they had their own music, but he could only communicate with movements and gestures (all were socially acceptable!)
When we pulled up at home, our dogs were ecstatic we had returned. Dogs always make homecoming something special. The only pictures I have are the ones in my head.
A very good day, indeed.
Share with me some of your good days.
We simply rode for about 2 1/2 hours - south to Mustang, west to Cogar, took the somewhat winding "Puppy Road" to Hinton, north to Rt 66, east thru Bridgeport, El Reno & Yukon, then south to our home. It was colder than we had anticipated though we had dressed very warmly. The sun was hidden for most of the trip and the surrounding countryside was to often blackened by previous fires. But, it was a good ride.
Riding, even in the cold, is such a great way to focus on today - the here and now. The sights, the fragrances, the play of light on the trees and grasses. It is easier, on a motorcycle, to feel a part of one's environment than it is in an enclosed vehicle. And, as the description of my blog states, life is all the more fulfilling when you are with those you love.
On our way back east along Rt 66, the sun came out of the clouds an made the world golden-hued. I was listening to music and would occasionally banter a bit with Matt. Nick was wired in to hear us, and they had their own music, but he could only communicate with movements and gestures (all were socially acceptable!)
When we pulled up at home, our dogs were ecstatic we had returned. Dogs always make homecoming something special. The only pictures I have are the ones in my head.
A very good day, indeed.
Share with me some of your good days.
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