I’m trying to keep going with fitness even as the weather gets chillier (even if no snowier!) There has been a mighty wind blowing here for days. At Lake MI the wind becomes king. I decided to walk where I could enjoy the lake environment but not get frozen by the winds. What better place…
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Doodads & Getting Fit — Yesterday’s walk
On my month-long blogging break, I got more out of my head and more into my body. The fitness challenge continues. Unless I buy a fat tire bike to ride this winter, bicycling is over until Spring. I have linked up with a group that does two kinds of walking: urban, which is a tame…
Doodads — Happy Halloween, bakery pics, night bike ride, and blogging break
I stopped at one of my most favorite bakeries and eateries after the massage and even behaved myself. No delicious desserts like you will see in the picture, but I did get a medium chai latte, a loaf of cinnamon raisin bread and a loaf of 6-grain sourdough bread. They also have a gift…
Doodads — pumpkins by day, moons and tree silhouettes by night
Yesterday I visited my favorite farmer and bought this and that. The pumpkin harvest is in. They were selling empty crates for $5 but I had no way to get them home. The crates would be perfect for composting. Two nights ago I went outside just as darkness was falling. The moon has been so…
Doodads — bike rides and kousa update
I decided to turn this manipulated collage image I did into a banner for Doodads. Click on the images’ highlighted link in the captions to take you to a larger image.
Doodads — photos and poems
More pics from this week. The rain has brought out the fungi. The bike trails are lovely at this time of year. The pear tree is both a tease and a traitor. moon falls from the sky, lands in the tall grass, and cracks — patient, she rises, healed Ms. Pac Man’s hunting easier to…
Doodads — September images not already posted, with poems
September’s palette green purple yellow and tan soft shoes, still sunny she tries to hide, but she’s too pretty in bed of soft hydrangeas my hair afrizz, I’m having a purple moment in now’s perfection green fern dresses with wide open smiles, our faces to the sun a bee festival every day on our stage…
